This week is a little different. This week we’re featuring an interview with German Shorthaired Pointer Daisy Lynch. Daisy is a championship hunter who suffered an infection in 2011 which resulted in the amputation of her front leg. Instead of slowing, Daisy has continued to hunt and live her life in the most inspirational way. When it comes to adapting and overcoming, we could all take a page from the story of this incredible animal.
Tell us about yourself.
My name is Daisy Lynch (VC Shooting Starr’s Crazy Daisy MH RDX). I live in Pingree Grove, IL with my stepsisters Ultra Violet and Radical Rose. I will be 91 years old on December 19th (13 in dog years), but still work hard at keeping fit and living life to it’s fullest.
I enjoy fall hunts with my assistant, Stephen, who you featured a few weeks ago. He’s really training hard for those triathlon and Spartan things he does. It’s so cute! I couldn’t be more proud of him! Personally, I considered Spartan events, but found that not having opposable thumbs proved problematic on the rope climbing obstacles. Oh well. Hey, does anybody have a snack? I love snacks.
Tell us about your perfect day.
My heart was always in the hunting sports. It seemed almost instinctual!
I’m proud to say that I’ve accomplished a lot in my sport. I’ve trained Stephen to be the best hunting partner I could hope for, and together we have put fear into the hearts of all manner of pheasants, chucker, quail, and grouse.
A perfect day for me is when I take Stephen out for a fall hunt – waterfowl in the morning, a nice lunch, and upland birds in the afternoon. It simply doesn’t get any better than that. Stephen seems to enjoy those days, too. Violet and Rose usually join us, and they have proven to be good hunters in their own right. I taught them most of what I know, but I’ve kept a few tricks up my sleeve. I’m quite proud of how far they’ve come.
What’s your favorite thing to do?
Eating snacks of course. Oh and hunting.
What are some of your accomplishments?
I’ve earned quite a few awards, and even graced the cover of NAVHDA magazine.
Some of my achievements include: 112 Prize 1 Natural Ability, 204 Prize 1 Utility, Versatile Champion Maximum score 200, AKC Senior Hunter and AKC Master Hunter.
Although they don’t give out awards for it, I am known at Stephen’s office (or what I call my second home), as a master food opportunist. OK that is what I call myself. The name they call me cannot be printed. “They” claim that I consume samitches, cupcakes, and any other food products that are left unattended. Prove it! I dare you to prove it. Innocent I say. What do you mean open my mouth and explain why it smells like peanut butter?
Fall hunts, snacks, winter hunts, samitches, marrowbones, spring hunts, meat.
Dogs that don’t honor my point, butt sniffers, missed shots, poodles, cats, and Michael Vick.
How did you loose your front leg?
I lost my left front leg to a low-grade infection in my carpal bones. You have carpal bones in your wrist and I have them in my paw. In 2011, I was hunting in Montana and got a bunch of cactus needles in my paws, despite the boots I was wearing. One of those cactus needles must have infected me. That darn infection kept coming back and I made so many trips to the vets. X-Ray this, blood work that, CAT scan – I said “CAT scan, WTH, I don’t have cats inside of me”.
It got to the point that I wasn’t using the leg because it hurt too much. During my ordeal, I thought I had gained magical powers because I use to think “Snack Time” all the time and it really never changed how many snacks I got. But after the infection, I was limping around and I kept thinking “Snack Time” and what do you know, I got more snacks.
Instead of looking at my disability as the end of my hunting career, I decided I wouldn’t let the loss of my limb keep me from what I love. Within weeks after my surgery (18 Days to be exact), I was back to hunting and retrieving birds.
I might have adjusted even faster in my youth, but my determination is far greater now then it was then. That leg served me well for 11 years, but I’ve adjusted.
What is your favorite OM Gear?
My favorite OM gear is the black shirt with the dog tags. Unfortunately, they don’t offer it in dog. I’ve emailed them but haven’t heard back. I think I speak for the entire canine community when I say that we are deeply disappointed with the lack of apparel OM offers us. After all, we are ‘on the move’. They will keep hearing from me. I’m relentless.
(Editor’s note: We don’t have dog email translators, yet)
Do you have any final words for our readers?
I hope I can be an inspiration to all the OM fans out there. I have a disability, but I found that with dog like determination, there’s nothing I can’t do (unless it involves opposable thumbs). ‘nuff said.
God bless America.
P.S. I will be in Wyoming and North Dakota hunting for upland birds and waterfowl when this article is published. I was told that I would get the easier hunts. I hope they brought enough snacks for the trip.
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