Chukar feather My stress doesn't come close to the stress wildlife endured this winter, but it's been there daily, mainly in the form of wonder and hope. In a phone call with my dad earlier this winter, I lamented the tough conditions for chukar and the rest, and he reminded me of this wonderful Emily …
Ticks and Climate Change
After my hunt with Peat last weekend, in fairly deep snow, I was surprised to find a tiny tick on him. A month or so ago, after a short walk near the Boise River, I noticed at least a half-dozen tiny ticks inside one of his ears. We've never found ticks, until now, on the …
Sew What?
Franken-gus We saw lots of birds last Friday, but they were really jumpy, and - whatever the reason - the dogs couldn't or didn't hold them. I sprayed plenty of lead over the landscape (something I pretend doesn't bother me, but it does, although obviously not enough to cause me to do anything about it, …
Watch Out for Traps
Not what you want to see As we finished our hunt the other day, and were milling about the truck a pickup drove by us and then backed up. The driver said, "Hey, just wanted to let you know I've got some traps up there." We'd walked right past his traps, and of course our …
Agony and Irony
Midget Devil in action "This, too, shall pass." God, I certainly hope so. This will probably be our last puppy. Peat's not all bad. He's a puppy, doing puppy things. He's got limitless energy and limitless appetite for biting everything and everyone. He can shriek for 20 minutes straight at any time of day. He …