Cleo romping in the fields behind our house at 8 weeks
After living with Jim for a few years I knew he wanted a dog. He had always had them. His most favorite being Rusty, a setter that he had when he was a kid. He hunted Rusty and always talked fondly of it. When I finally gave in to Jim wanting a dog I refused to get a dog that would just lay about. If we were going to have a dog it was going to have a purpose and do stuff....whatever stuff was. After a ton of research I talked Jim into getting a GSP. Once we found Bob Corsaro and Nobelles Kennel we knew we had the right place. Jim an avid hunter became sucked into the world of bird dog hunting and the rest is kind of history. Somehow in the process I have become a huge lover of dogs. Especially ones with sassy attitudes and spots.
Cleo at 8 weeks
Here is a pic of Tessie:
Here is a pic Bellevue:
I can't wait to get Otis. I think he will be the perfect addition to our family. Both Jim and I look forward to the days training him, hunting him and loving him. And I'm pretty sure Cleo will love him dearly too. I just pray he eats less pairs of my shoes than Cleo did. Or maybe this time around I will get a little payback and Otis will eat Jim's shoes since Cleo has never touched a pair of his!