Hall of Fame Trainer Billy Wunderlich
As good with people as he was with dogs.
The Wonderful Fool
Harrison walked out of the room, smiling and easy on the razor-thinness that was the surface of himself, closing the door quietly on the still woman in the bed and the nurse with the calm professional air. Doctor Joe was there, an old friend with whom he’d killed a...
The Price of a Dog: Part 2 of 3
Part Two: The Wager Click Here to Read Part One Mike did his part. I turned him out of the box, which was sitting at the rear of the wagon and facing the rear. He set out headed straight away behind us, which is what Mr. Reed wanted. He liked to show that his dogs...
The Cull
The common link spanning the wide chasm of wealth and status were the dogs.
You Own What You Condone
It’s basic obedience, not rocket science. I’d gotten together with my pal Jones for a round of sporting clays. It’s something we do every summer before the hunting season, and while its effect on our wingshooting is questionable (the theory, of course, is that it will...
Sporting Classics TV Season 7 Episode 16 Trailer
This week, Sporting Classics with Chris Dorsey features upland hunting at the spectacular Cumberland Estate – a Virginia property which has been meticulously restored. If there is heaven on Earth for quail hunters, this could be it. The series airs on...
The Price of a Dog Part 1 of 3
Part One: Leaves Papa died in the spring of ’62 when I was 12 years old. Although there had been little interaction between us, he was still a needed figure in my life—a father. Mother wouldn’t, but I made allowances and excuses for his long absences. I would tell my...
Smith Setters Revisited
It was quiet when I drove down the long, sandy, Smith Setters Plantation road. On both sides were fields full of warm weather grasses that were rimmed by a mix of pines and oaks. Two quaint guest houses were on my left, and a big kennel and an expansive horse corral...
The Treasure of Simply Belonging
For restless years I harbored an unrequited craving for a 28 gauge. It came from reading too much Mcintosh, and misconceptions, perhaps, of life and love. In a hundred fantasies, the little 28 would come as breathlessly to shoulder as my high school heartthrob, a...