Mine came from a pretty famous breeder in South Dakota but cant remember the name for the life of me.
BAS . . whada ya mean "ugly dog"? Otto was a real purdy dog!
Got me looking for a photo now!
Never will forget the first time we went to the lake. He took off after the tennis ball at 90mph.
One giant leap and splash later there was nothing but the tennis ball floating.
Up came a swimming dog with eyes the size of saucers.
Couldn't keep him out of the water from that day forward.
Did real well finding and retrieving dove as long as there were enough dead birds to keep him entertained.
Things got slow one hot day and he up and walked back to the truck. Wouldn't even turn around and look at me!
Would sit in the passenger seat of the truck and talk with me.
Thank goodness he couldn't really talk . . no telling what he was saying.
Probably not suitable for print.
Never laughed so hard with any other dog I've owned.
Didn't like coming inside the house.
Made him gassy. Could have peeled the paint off the walls.
At six weeks he was pointing tweety birds when they landed on his water bowl.
Got busy at work for a couple weeks and didn't spend much time with him.
Got a day off and went to the lake fishing.
He retaliated that night by chewing the driver seat out of my new Stratos.
Still miss that dog.