Meeting Clyde

I met Clyde on a pheasant hunt over 20 years ago. I had never seen a pointer work before. Clyde was almost solid liver in color and had a big houndy looking head. He was solid on point and an awesome retriever. After shooting a couple of birds over the 'Southern Gentleman' as we came to call him I immediately went home and told my wife that we had to get one of these. Over the top dog lover that she is she went on a quest to find a Short Hair for me. She decided to go to the source.'O' was Clyde's owner and he was planning on letting the Gentleman get a little stud work. After a time I was able to claim the pick of the litter. My wife named him Otis. More to follow, a lot more.