Sally, Sammie and Sissy to some gunfire today, using my .22 pocket rocket. I fired the first shot when I was still fifty yards away, on my way to give the pups their morning Puppy Chow and their Aunties, their morning biscuit. Very little reaction beyond heads jerking around to see where the loud noise came from.

Sally being a few weeks older had been introduced to the pistol earlier. She doesn’t hardly look up at the sound.
One thing about Sally, she has no fear of nothing that I‘ve seen so far. That can be a problem.
She is a natural born explorer, ranging into the middle pasture and the edges of the creek thickets. She always is smelling and demonstrating how fast she can run and has designated herself as the big sister of the two younger pups. In human terms, she reminds me of a lanky eight year old being followed around by two four year old sibling.

Sissy is a willing follower of Sally. She often follows her out of eyesight, though she comes back often to check on where “Boss” is. At the sound of the second shot, Sissy’s head turned looking for the sound. Not seeing a threat, she continued on with Sally.

Sammie is a little more timid than Sissy. Sissy and Sally want to go play and go exploring when I get them out of the pen. Sammie wants to know where the food dish is.
He didn’t panic either but did come back to me.

After the Aunties finished their morning biscuit ( I didn‘t want one of them biting the heads off the pups), I put the pups back into the pen. When I got halfway to the house, I fired a final shot.

Saturday will be our first pre-season exercise. I still don’t have a place picked out.