Capt. Jack Passie
Well-known member
I Just want yo tell the story of my gunning partner for 17 years. I was just a kid of 20 when I started reading allthese storys about the big bad Chesapeke Bay Retrievers. So I figured that was the dog for me. I knew nothing of the breed outside of what I had read. I found an add in the New York Times. It was from a man in Lindenwold NJ named Ed Cahill. So I took a ride down to see his pups. I didn't have a clue as to how to go about picking one, so when this ball of Dead Grass fluff walked up to me and said take me home. I was easy to agree with her. Maggie came from the 1st litter sired by a dog named Chesdale Chippawa Chief. I picked her up on her 49th day and headed back to Long Island. I knew I had something special when I brought her home and she scratched on the door to be let out to do her busssiness. I bought Richard Wolters, "Water Dog" and Maggie and I went to work.. We never missed a day, but it was not without set backs. On opening day Maggie was ready. I laid in the Tide Pond just off the State Channel in South Oyster Bay that morning. When I dropped the 1st Black Duck and sent Maggie she charged out picked it up and then just as quickly spit it out. On the 2nd bird she wouldn't even go. I was furious, a years work wasted . When the week end came we were still fishing. In those days the Windy was a part time operation. Stacey Rose, my gunning partner at the time took a walk to Big Reed Pond in Montauk for some pass shooting. We had Maggie with us, but I didn't expect much. She was out playing in the bushes when I dropped a Bufflehead. At the sound of the shot Maggie came running. I had to thow a rock toward the bird and Maggie made her 1st retrieve. The 2nd was on a body shot Red Head, That fell in the bushes across the lake and up on the hill almost 1/4 mile away, Mag wanted to go so I sent her, She made that retrieve and the rest was history. In her life time she probably brought back over 10,000 Ducks and Geese. In those days we used to kill 600-700 ducks a season and a like amount of Geese. She was a legand. Many times I saw her swimming under the ice after a lively Black Duck. She lived to be 17 and at the end of her life she was stone deff and need help to come out of the pit, but she never faltered. She was the Dog of a lifetime. She wasn't much of a watch dog though as she didn't even bark when someone came to the door. If that was her only fault, I'd sure like to have another one like her.