You never know what you’ll come across when out bird hunting with your Weimaraners. It’s a small world after all, and Cameron the Weim is in for a surprise. You are not going to believe this it’s-a-small-word tale, but here goes: I was born in north...
Cameron the Weimaraner shares what he adamantly believes is the best of all hunting dog names and some advice for naming your own canine companion. I know names are important—and it’s a very hooman thing to put a name on everything. All items from roads to ranches,...
Cameron the Weimaraner celebrates his birthday on a relaxing hunting and fishing vacation and enjoys a special birthday meal just for him! Well, if you are reading my column this week, note I am on vacation. My plans are to retrieve some pigeons I’ll ask Mike to...
This week, Cameron the Weimaraner gives a special shout-out to his local UPS delivery woman, Anne, and the wonderful packages (and treats) she brings, especially around his birthday. I will be the first to admit it’s exciting to get mail and packages. When mail comes...
According to Cameron the Weimaraner, dogs were simply not made to be bathed. Dogs have rules of their own to follow, and bathing isn’t one of them. Rule No. 2 in the dog world is if something on the ground smells bad, you pinpoint the offending odor and roll on...
This Weim Wednesday, Cameron reminds us that it is his job to find birds. That includes the “winged bridge troll” that is the pigeon. As I have noted in my previous writings in this column — I live to hunt. Unfortunately most bird hunting seasons are open...
Cameron the Weimaraner claims he looks best in photos with only the finest of shotguns. After all, he has standards to uphold. It’s a fact: I like bird hunting, and I also like fine shotguns. They are the ultimate firearm with exquisite engraving, gold inlay, select...
Cameron the Weimaraner laments about the dreaded restraint caused by the leash that hinders him from being his wild wolf-like self. I must admit I love roaming free. No leash. Just going unchecked as I sniff about, eat bad stuff and garbage and explore the world. Oh,...
Cameron the Weimaraner is perplexed by the “hooman” behavior displayed at bar crawls, but he still holds the title as Life of the Party. On a normal day, when the sun sinks, I quickly hop on the couch and spread out to relax. Mike sometimes has to sit in...
This week, Cameron the Weimaraner shows off his gardening skills as professional tree-waterer, but the job does not come without its complications. OK, since we have acreage, Mike has decided to plant trees and grasses to attract wildlife and songbirds. I’ve stood by...
