The Fierbird Story
Having grown up with German Shepherd’s up until my late teens- early 20`s, and now being involved
with Brittany`s for approximately 16 years it`s easy to see where my love & passion for dogs has come
from. Blacky ( Blacky was a once in a lifetime time dog ) broke my dad`s heart when he lost him. Dogs have
taught me so much over the years & continue to do so . They will always remind you of the real things in life,
unconditional loyalty & love .
They have & always will be, MORE THAN JUST A DOG !
(PHOTO ) Blacky – when I was a toddler
THEN CAME THE FIREBIRDS – an addiction created by this small & humble little pointing breed .
Finding quail in smoldering stubble paddocks .
I never had an interest in hunting quail, but was soon convinced by the abilities of the Brittany after being
offered an opportunity to hunt on a property for the highly sought after native bird ( Stubble quail ) . My Interests soon
became more about photographing the dog working rather than the shot of the bird . I will always be in awe of the ability
of the breed to find the birds at speed, the recovery, & the ability of the dog being able to find the bird after the bird dropping it`
s scent .
Its something to be witnessed to be appreciated .
Still an amateur , but always willing to tag along if my dogs will let me .
The un-doing of many man, woman, or child , they are capable of fitting into any situation offered to them .
Never to be underestimated of their capabilities . An unconditional desire to please & love for their person !
Reba- ( pictured below ) a virgin on quail hunting until the age of 5 years, mastering the ability and drive for birds that the breed were originally bred to do .
As a pup I originally wanted her as a companion for hunting Sambar deer, I had mixed success ( with about 50 /50 success rate ) . Mostly due to a lack of
training on Sambar . My other hobby, trail cameras for Sambar deer had already taken over , I spent more time checking camera`s than hunting deer
( approx 14 camera`s at the time ) .Reba would get bored waiting for me and would easily be distracted by birds and sometimes quail in the mountains .
A massive effort to find quail in small unburnt patches of cropped stubble paddocks still smoldering in places ( Not a bad start for her second ever quail outing) .
Photo – Reba