My sinewy orange-belton setter raced across the prairie searching for that pungent fragrance of sage and sage-chickens. Her massive pelvic limb muscles quivered and bulged as the shadows lengthened and the orange hues slowly faded to gray. As she rounded the corner...
Robert G. Wehle wrote something in his excellent book Snakefoot: The Making of a Champion that has really struck me. His idea is that if you breed a dog for athletic function and not for structure (conformation), you are less likely to see orthopedic developmental...
