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Chapter 1
Amos Slade peered forward from where he sat on his chair on the front porch of his house. "So" he said, giving the young man standing just at the bottom of his porch steps a measuring look, "You're eighteen, never been hunting a day in your life, and you're heading off to the woods with a pup as inexperienced as yourself--and you claim you're gonna come back with tonight dinner!".
The old hunter scoffed and leaned back in his chair, "I'll make sure to put on some vitals for when you return home with nothin' but an empty shot gun that's killed it's fair share of trees but nothin' that'll fill a man's stomach". The young man before him, Andy, sighed, "Now Mr. Amos, you promised my late father you'd take me under your wing and mentor me" he said.
"Course I did" Amos replied, "and the harsh truth is the best mentoring I can give". The hunter waved his hand when Andy made to protest, "Now calm down boy, I mean ta help ya and all. Gonna take you out everyday and show you all I know--my point though, is that it's not gonna help that puppy of yours if you're living up at the widow's place. She'll fill it's stomach full of corn bread and teach it to be nice to the chickens! What kind of hunting dog's gonna emerge from that damaging environment!".
Andy shook his head, "Now Mr. Slade, the Widow Tweed was very generous to offer to let me stay at her house". Amos scoffed, "generosity aint got nothin' ta do with it!" he said, "She's trying to keep you away from me! She thinks I'm dangerous for you to be around and I say she's dangerous for your future hunting dog to be around!".
Andy smiled, "Well I think the compromise you've come up with is very good. She lets you teach me about hunting as long as I stay with her and you let little Chipi stay around farm as long as she lets you allow the puppy to spend some time with you and your experienced hunting dogs that, as you bragged, will teach her everything she need to know". Here, Andy turned to where the dog in question, his little spaniel puppy, Chipi, was over with Amos' two hunting dogs, Chief and Copper.
"and my master says I'm most suited for bird hunting, but we're gonna see how I do! He says I can probably catch anything and your master seems to think you two are the all time best so I'm sure I can catch anything with you two helping me--" Chipi rambled on as she bounced excitedly before where Chief and Copper were sitting next to their barrels watching the little puppy.
Well, Copper was watching, Cheif was laying on the ground with his paws over his ears trying to drown out the happy little excited voice, "Make it stop!" he whined. Copper laughed at his friend, "Aw Chief, she isn't that bad" he said, turning to smiled at Chipi.
"Yeah, sure, you think so!" Chief said, "She absolutely adores you!". Copper smiled, it was true, he had been fond of the little spaniel puppy ever since she first arrived that morning, and the fact that little Chipi had chosen Copper as her idol and mentor didn't hurt matters. "Aw come on Chief, I can't just abandon the little thing, you know how important mentors are to us puppies" he said, bringing Chief up into a hug and smiling at him knowingly.
Chief gave Copper a side glance and grinned, "Yeah I know, you've been glued to me ever since the day you first arrived" he said, pushing Copper away and laying back down. Copper grinned at the old hunting dog.
Just then Andy came over to where the dogs were and picked up Chipi, "Well girl, we better get over to the widow's place before she starts worrying that we broke down on the road or something and sends out a search party. see you tomorrow Mr. Amos" he called. The hunter waved from his chair on the porch as Andy put Chipi into his car and got in.
Chipi peeked over the back seat at where Copper and Chief were still sitting, "Bye Mr. Copper!" she called. Copper grinned, "isn't she just the cutest!" he said, turning to Chief. The old dog rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, adorable. Now let me enjoy the quiet until tomorrow when the little yapper comes back!" he said, laying back down. Copper shook his head and turned to watch the car disappear down the dirt road.
Chapter 1
Amos Slade peered forward from where he sat on his chair on the front porch of his house. "So" he said, giving the young man standing just at the bottom of his porch steps a measuring look, "You're eighteen, never been hunting a day in your life, and you're heading off to the woods with a pup as inexperienced as yourself--and you claim you're gonna come back with tonight dinner!".
The old hunter scoffed and leaned back in his chair, "I'll make sure to put on some vitals for when you return home with nothin' but an empty shot gun that's killed it's fair share of trees but nothin' that'll fill a man's stomach". The young man before him, Andy, sighed, "Now Mr. Amos, you promised my late father you'd take me under your wing and mentor me" he said.
"Course I did" Amos replied, "and the harsh truth is the best mentoring I can give". The hunter waved his hand when Andy made to protest, "Now calm down boy, I mean ta help ya and all. Gonna take you out everyday and show you all I know--my point though, is that it's not gonna help that puppy of yours if you're living up at the widow's place. She'll fill it's stomach full of corn bread and teach it to be nice to the chickens! What kind of hunting dog's gonna emerge from that damaging environment!".
Andy shook his head, "Now Mr. Slade, the Widow Tweed was very generous to offer to let me stay at her house". Amos scoffed, "generosity aint got nothin' ta do with it!" he said, "She's trying to keep you away from me! She thinks I'm dangerous for you to be around and I say she's dangerous for your future hunting dog to be around!".
Andy smiled, "Well I think the compromise you've come up with is very good. She lets you teach me about hunting as long as I stay with her and you let little Chipi stay around farm as long as she lets you allow the puppy to spend some time with you and your experienced hunting dogs that, as you bragged, will teach her everything she need to know". Here, Andy turned to where the dog in question, his little spaniel puppy, Chipi, was over with Amos' two hunting dogs, Chief and Copper.
"and my master says I'm most suited for bird hunting, but we're gonna see how I do! He says I can probably catch anything and your master seems to think you two are the all time best so I'm sure I can catch anything with you two helping me--" Chipi rambled on as she bounced excitedly before where Chief and Copper were sitting next to their barrels watching the little puppy.
Well, Copper was watching, Cheif was laying on the ground with his paws over his ears trying to drown out the happy little excited voice, "Make it stop!" he whined. Copper laughed at his friend, "Aw Chief, she isn't that bad" he said, turning to smiled at Chipi.
"Yeah, sure, you think so!" Chief said, "She absolutely adores you!". Copper smiled, it was true, he had been fond of the little spaniel puppy ever since she first arrived that morning, and the fact that little Chipi had chosen Copper as her idol and mentor didn't hurt matters. "Aw come on Chief, I can't just abandon the little thing, you know how important mentors are to us puppies" he said, bringing Chief up into a hug and smiling at him knowingly.
Chief gave Copper a side glance and grinned, "Yeah I know, you've been glued to me ever since the day you first arrived" he said, pushing Copper away and laying back down. Copper grinned at the old hunting dog.
Just then Andy came over to where the dogs were and picked up Chipi, "Well girl, we better get over to the widow's place before she starts worrying that we broke down on the road or something and sends out a search party. see you tomorrow Mr. Amos" he called. The hunter waved from his chair on the porch as Andy put Chipi into his car and got in.
Chipi peeked over the back seat at where Copper and Chief were still sitting, "Bye Mr. Copper!" she called. Copper grinned, "isn't she just the cutest!" he said, turning to Chief. The old dog rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, adorable. Now let me enjoy the quiet until tomorrow when the little yapper comes back!" he said, laying back down. Copper shook his head and turned to watch the car disappear down the dirt road.
