I have a special place in my heart for goldens. They were my first bird dogs when we hunted mostly wild pheasants with an occasional foray for grouse thrown in. They were wonderful dogs and one especially was a world class pheasant dog, and ducks, and doves; oh, and cats. He did it all. My job then had me move to grouse country and he took to it like he had been hunting them his entire life. Today I am a setter man but still have fond memories of the golden days.
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