Tae's Story by Gail Ledbetter published on
Beau Tae's Harvest, April 25th, 2002 - May 4th, 2009
On May 4th, 2009, our beloved Tae died suddenly of, as yet, undetermined causes.
This is my husband, Jay, with Tae on his very
first hunt. Tae was just 5-1/2 months old when he
flushed four birds on opening day: two sharptail
grouse, a rooster and a hen. Jay shot the rooster
and one sharpy. Tae was a little confused about
retrieving them but he did take us right to them.
He was never confused on retrieving since.
Tae was our dependable "brush dog" who loved nothing better than to dive into the willow thickets looking for grouse or running pheasants. He spurned stubble fields in favor of the thick stuff, preferring to bull his way through the rough, rather than finesse open land. He had a keen nose, a soft mouth and an honest retrieve.
His sister was appropriately named Beau Tae's Little Sister, as she was the only female in their litter. Little Sis and Tae were inseparable and we often joked that they shared a brain cell. We always said that whenever they were separated, she got the brain cell.
As much as we dearly loved Tae, he was not the brightest crayon in the box, but he was devoted, loving and entertaining. Tae was also known as "Surfer Dude" because the hair on top of his head would stick straight up and bleach out in the sun.
Tae taught a friend's 14 year old son how to hunt.
Tae was buried in our pasture, above the creek he loved to swim in. He'll be with us forever in our hearts.
Jay and Gail Ledbetter