All Woods bums have a dog. A dog is, quite literally, man's best friend. Or at least this man's best friend.
Dogs have an incredible sense of smell(around 300 times more sensitive than a human), are loyal, protective, and make a warm pillow. Trappers in the north in the late 1800s and early 1900s almost always had a dog out in the bush. Dogs provided these trappers with an early warning system on the approach of bears, wolves, and other predators intent on making a meal of said trapper. On the very cold nights, these woodsmen would bring their sled dogs into their shelter with them (hence the origin of the term "3 dog night").
Dogs provided transportation to these early woodsman, retrieved small game, and sometimes even provided food, in survival situations. I know I never hope to be in a situation where I have to eat one.
Let me introduce you to my best friend - her name is Tikka. Tikka is an almost 6 year old chocolate lab who is among the best dogs I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, much less calling my friend. She comes from a couple of hunting bloodlines, and was pointing birds at 10 weeks - even though labs are not known as pointers. If the humans I knew were half as friendly and loyal as Tikka, I'd have a lot more friends.
I wish I was a better friend to her. All she wants to do is hunt. She was born to it, and I am saddened by the lack of time I have been able to provide her with these opportunities. Not this year though. This year, we are going to rock it. Avian prey beware, Tikka is on the prowl!
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