She became a great companion and an excellent hunter, holding points, retrieving, she did it all. She would work all day for a pat on the head. Best dog we ever had.
She died last evening and we were all heart broken. My son had to leave town later that evening so we had no choice but to load up Hollydog and prepare to bury her on some family hunting ground where we have had lots of good times and Holly had pointed and retrieved many, many quail and pheasants.
It may seem strange to go out at night and do this but circumstances dictated it. I would have preferred daytime but my son had to leave and had promised Holly he would do this himself. We arrived at the field and I lit a couple lanterns so we could see what we were doing and got to work. It was sad to say goodbye after all those years. She will be missed.
Here is Kalen and Holly during their first hunting season.
