Reminds me of MY little E. cocker at that age. And not much afterwards, she would also sit on a golfcart seat with me and watch dove come congregate for a drink at a mudhole behind our house. I would restrain her and whisper,"Get those birds, Millie!" She would strain at her collar, and whine anxiously until I would release her. Then, go charging in to bust those birds. What fun!
Edited by Pointer (07/13/15 05:32 PM)