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<blockquote data-quote="LBrandt" data-source="post: 234579" data-attributes="member: 2979"><p>Wife had a mini doxie that I took hunting with me for grouse. I would hunt the buffaloberry patches north of the sheynne river in the goverment pastures. Wife made a little chest protector for her or she would run herself raw. If walks were too far between patches I would just put her in my back pack and she would stand up and look over my shoulder. Penny was short enough to go under the brush and did a hell of a job getting the grouse out. One time that really comes to mind was there was a hell of a fight going on under the brush and when the fight came to the edge here was a grouse with a 4# doxie clamped to a leg and trying to fly. Penny finally let loose and I gave bird time to clear before I shot it and that little dog was all over the bird right now. Didn't have much left for feathers after she got done with it. I will never forget that little dog standing over her &quot;kill&quot; with a mouth full of feathers. I really miss that little dog. I could not leave the house with a gun and not her. She may have been little but she had the heart and soul of a true hunting dog. I got a ton of stories about her.</p></blockquote><p></p>

[QUOTE="LBrandt, post: 234579, member: 2979"] Wife had a mini doxie that I took hunting with me for grouse. I would hunt the buffaloberry patches north of the sheynne river in the goverment pastures. Wife made a little chest protector for her or she would run herself raw. If walks were too far between patches I would just put her in my back pack and she would stand up and look over my shoulder. Penny was short enough to go under the brush and did a hell of a job getting the grouse out. One time that really comes to mind was there was a hell of a fight going on under the brush and when the fight came to the edge here was a grouse with a 4# doxie clamped to a leg and trying to fly. Penny finally let loose and I gave bird time to clear before I shot it and that little dog was all over the bird right now. Didn't have much left for feathers after she got done with it. I will never forget that little dog standing over her "kill" with a mouth full of feathers. I really miss that little dog. I could not leave the house with a gun and not her. She may have been little but she had the heart and soul of a true hunting dog. I got a ton of stories about her. [/QUOTE]

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