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Miss Max
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By MICHAEL
BABCOCK • Tribune Outdoor Editor
• March 25, 2010
Garry
Wallace and Aaron Corbett both liked to hunt
waterfowl and they both loved the Green Bay
Packers. They could get in a day's hunt over Miss
Max, Wallace's black Lab, and still be home in time
to watch the Packers on TV.
But
not Sunday, Jan. 10. That day they were hunting
ducks and geese along the Missouri River between
Ulm and Cascade. The river was only partially frozen
and when Miss Max went to retrieve a goose, the ice
gave way and she crashed into the icy water.
Wallace loved that dog and he went after her. It cost
him his life: He drowned when he was unable to get
back out. The ice kept giving way under him.
"I
couldn't reach him," Corbett said. "I tried and he
kept trying to get out but the ice kept breaking
away."
After
the ordeal, the dog went home and just slept.
"She
was pretty tired ... she had been in the water a
long time and next day she did not move all day. But
later on, she kept going downstairs and lying
beside his chair. We knew that she missed him,"
Sharyn Wallace said.
"She
is doing really well now. She hunted a lot with
Aaron because Aaron and Gary hunted a lot
together. She is real tickled whenever he comes
around to get her," she said.
And
Corbett kept visiting Miss Max and he began
training her pup Jazzy Girl, taking her through the
local gun dog club's force fetch clinic.
"At the end of the clinic there is always a fun hunt,"
Corbett said. "I put both Jazzy Girl and Maxi into the
fun hunt."
"It
was kind of a positive to a negative," said Sharyn
Wallace. "He was my husband. Aaron Corbett was his
hunting partner the day that he drowned. They were
hunting with Miss Max that day and Aaron has been
taking her out and taking her to the fun hunts and
taking her to training sessions." |
Then two
weeks ago, Miss Max further cemented the
memory of Wallace by winning the Golden Triangle
Sporting Dog Club's annual Pheasant Challenge, a
feat that has only been accomplished one other time
by a nonpointing hunting dog.
The
GTSDC's Wayne Stagmeier agreed with Corbett's
idea to run Miss Max to the time trials.
"I
said Max will have fun hunting, win, lose or
draw," Sharyn Wallace said. "He took her and they
won. I think that was a tribute to Gary teaching her
how to hunt."
Miss
Max is only the second Lab to win the Pheasant
Fest. Stagmeier's black Lab, Baby, won the event
several years ago. That Lab is a great grandfather to
Miss Max.
The
Pheasant Challenge consists of a gunner and a
dog entering a field where four pheasants have been
planted. The challenge is for the dog to point or
flush a bird, the gunner shoot the bird and the dog
retrieve it to the hunter, who cannot move.
"It
was an 11-minute 54-second run and a perfect
score,"
Stagmeier said. "The top three times were
within a minute and a half. No. 2 was Jim Walsh and
Keeper a 12-year-old English springer spaniel, and
No. 3 was Malcolm Jaap with a German shorthair
pointer named Bear."
"This
is only the second time the trophy has been
won by a nonpointing breed," Stagmeier said. "They
get to keep the trophy for a year."
Corbett said he was scared before the run but he
knew Max could beat the times of other dogs that
had run before her.
"I
was honored to do it," Corbett said.
Sharyn Wallace says it would be wrong to not hunt
Miss Max and she is grateful that Corbett can be
around to train and hunt Miss Max and Jazzy Girl.
And,
Wallace says, there will be one more litter of
pups in Maxi's future.
"We
are looking around right now for the right
male," she said. |


5X Pine Kone Elvis
January 21, 1995 – December, 2009
In December the Cartwrights had to say goodbye to Elvis. He
had been a member of their family for nearly 15 years. Elvis was one of the
power house dogs in NSTRA in North Dakota, Montana and Minnesota for many years.
He began his trialing career with 2 4th place finishes at the Badlands Birddog
Club Trial in Savage in 1996. He was only 16 months old at the time. The next
year at the same trial he got his first placment. In 1999 at Uncle Festers trial
in Nashua, he placed first for the first time. There would be many more to come.
He quickly finished up his championship that same year. In all he would retire
with 71 placements and 96 points. His last placement at a ripe age of 11 was on
the field in Savage where he got his start. Elvis was a force to be reckoned
with at regional trials. He competed in approximatly 8 regional elimination
trials and was in the top 4 four times. He was 2nd in 1998, 4th in 2001 & 2003,
and 3rd in 2004. This includes placements in both the Mid North Region and the
Big Sky Region. His other accomplishments include a placement at the qualifying
round of the Grand National Trial in 2000. He was one of only 3 dogs in the Big
Sky Region to become a 5X Champion.
From all of the above you would assume that Elvis spent most of his life on
trial grounds. However he was also a very accomplished wild bird hunter. He had
an uncanny ability to track down and pin the wily pheasant even when they tried
their sneaky double back tricks. It was always a pleasure to hunt over Elvis
Elvis will be missed by all as he was such a fixture at the Cartwright home. Who
ever came to visit was sure to get greeting from Elvis wanting to be petted. All
the dogs we own and train are good dogs but it is truly special to see, hunt
with, train or own a "great dog". Great dogs are few and far between and we are
lucky if we end up owning a with a few in our life time. Elvis was certainly one
of those dogs that can be classified as GREAT.
Elvis will live on as there are numerous puppies out there hunting and trialing.
So when you get a chance to see one of those dogs run watch Elvis

a
1X Rail’s Hammerdown Jack
June 10, 2001 – December 4, 2009
Bird Dog Heaven is a Most Special Place.
Heaven accepts dogs of all breeds – all capabilities – all
shapes & sizes – all ages.
Heaven makes no exceptions.
They all have a place there.
I imagine Heaven has the most beautiful fields, pastures, and
rolling hills.
Where the coulees are full of brambles, berries, butterflies,
and birds.
Where the waters run narrow and wide – shallow and deep.
Where the prairie grasses sway in the breeze.
Where the air is crisp and the morning dew perfect to carry
the faintest bird scent.
It is there that our ‘best friends’ endure no suffering
But await the Master’s arrival for a day afield once again.
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