I ♥ my Irish Red Setter.

Comment by Carol Ann Evanetz on May 31, 2009 at 7:34pm

Beautiful Day here in Pennsylvania - I was outside gardening and of course my red heads had to "help". Shane dug some more of the crater in the yard and Kylie who doesn't like to be ignored kept grabbing toys and insisting that I stop gardening and play with her. Faith doesn't see anymore and has leg trouble but she manages to get to the big dig out in the back of the yard and eat some dirt with Shane. Right now all 3 are out back laying on the patio enjoying the early evening coolness. Bed soon tomorrow is a work day. Take care everyone

Comment by Jo Ottinger on May 31, 2009 at 11:09pm

It has been two months that I have had an Irish boy back in my life. It has been very lonely without having an Irish in the family. My grandaughter has been playing and having fun with our new boy Hawk. He has been busy replanting several of the young plants in the yard he thinks he knows were they look better or that they look prettier spred out on the grass. I never knew that the telephone book is to be read all over the yard also. Not one page was left in the book.

The following is from my grandaughter Natasha.

one time he chewed the rosebush.he always digs in the yard.sometimes I wish I had 11 of them.I love him very much. irish setters are very hansome.

How can you be mad when he is so happy with whatever he has been busy doing

Comment by Kristina Brannlund Westin on June 1, 2009 at 3:54pm

Talking about diggin craters in the garden. I have a lots of them;-) Filling one and they are digging deeper next time. Coming to show me their soily nose waving their tails and are sooo proud of them selves. Well what can I do? Just wash their noses and than giving them a big kiss:-)))

Comment by Jennifer Welsh on June 1, 2009 at 5:20pm

Barbara, your last comment about Harry reminded me so much of my beloved Rufus, he had a thing for lavander. Didn't bother with any of the other plants - just the lavander...he used to dig up every lavander plant he came accross and would always bring them to me so proud of himself. I would always end up laughing because when I scowled he looked at me so quizzical he just couldn't understand why I wasn't praising him for all his hard work, I couldn't help but laugh - I still miss him dreadfully.
My current 3 setters love to dig to but they don't seem to fixate on anyting in particular - I'm sure they just dig for the fun of it :-)

Comment by Sandra Mather on June 2, 2009 at 3:48am

~I had a mess to clean up this morning the poor loves had no doubt had to much sun yesterday.We still love them when they make a mess and cant help it. I used to have diggers and now they cant get on the garden to dig unless we let them.I always said they were trying to get to australia.

Comment by Jo Ottinger on June 10, 2009 at 3:19pm

Hawk has started chasing flies and bees anyone have any suggestions to help stop this compulsion? He is doing it even in the house.

Had our first obedience class Monday we did well. Have alot to relearn for me not him. He is busy with his kong right now.

Comment by Jo Ottinger on June 10, 2009 at 7:05pm

Maybe he will not like the taste and will stop. Tiz chased bees until she got stung and her nose swelled. Of course it was the day before an agility trial.

Comment by Carol Ann Evanetz on June 10, 2009 at 7:32pm

My Kylie also loves to go after bees, she is so funny - sees one on the clover in the yard, stalks it and then nearly goes on point. I try to get to the "scene" ahead of her and do the bee in but then Ky paws it up from the grass anyhow. Way back my Tracy went after one (80's) and she did get stung, her face really swelled.

Comment by Sandra Mather on June 16, 2009 at 2:19am

I had a setter once who used to chase the flies. The cats used to look at him as if to say hey thats our job.He ate them also.As for Bees the same dog got stung by a bee and avoided them.

Comment by Jacky on June 18, 2009 at 9:25pm

My Seamus loves to snap at & chase flies, but he never seems to catch any! Reading the other lovely stories below reminded me of my first setter, Shannon. We had free range chickens at home, and they would lay their eggs in the garden. Often you would go out & see Shannon walking around with very puffy cheeks. She was carrying around an egg! Never broke them (that we saw!) just carried them around, you could go up to her & put your hand out & say spit it out & out it would come!! She loved other animals, maybe she was just looking after the eggs??

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