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Kala is a modern water dog in Newfoundand. Source for image.

Kala is a modern water dog in Newfoundand. Source for image.

A few days ago, a reader posted this blog post in the Blog Reader’s Group.

It talks about black water dogs in Newfoundland, but instead of calling them St. John’s water dogs, as I do, it is referred to as a Cape Shore water dog.

After a careful search on the Googles, I found that a Cape Shore water dog is also called an “eider dog,” probably because they used to retrieve shot eiders and other sea birds.

And of course, that is what the St. John’s water dog was used for in addition to being the fisherman’s dog.

From that blog post, we see that this breed is found on Newfoundland and on the French islands of St. Pierre and Miquelon, the last vestiges of France’s North American empire, and there is a strong relationship between the Basques and these dogs.

I don’t know if the dogs in Spain that are featured are actually of an endemic Spanish water dog breed or if they are derived from Spanish imports of St. John’s water dogs from back in their heyday.

I think these dogs actually are St. John’s water dogs, though they probably have more than a bit of modern Labrador retriever ancestry. Labrador retrievers are, of course, derived from the St. John’s water dogs as are all the other retrievers but the Nova Scotia duck-tolling retriever, which mostly of spaniel and collie extraction.

I think part of the problem in recognizing these dogs for what they are comes from two problems:

One is nomenclature.  The dog was called the St. John’s water dog, because that is where they were imported from. However, the breed was spread all over Newfoundland and Labrador and on St. Pierre and Miquelon. Its last redoubts as a “pure” strain– that is, unmixed with Labrador retriever blood–were in isolated outports (“fishing villages”) on Newfoundland’s Sou’west Coast.

But there are so many different names for this dog:  Newfoundland, wavy-coated retriever, lesser Newfoundland, true Newfoundland, black water dog, Labrador dog, small Labrador, and St. John’s dog (minus the “water”).

When you read histories of retrievers, you always see mention of Newfoundlands and Labradors, and when you see depictions of the dogs, some look like the big Newfoundland dog, which I think is almost entirely a creation of the British pet market, and dogs that look somewhat like black golden retriever or black Labradors with white markings on them.

If we could agree on the name for this dog, I think would be much clearer whether we should regard this landrace as extinct.

Yes.  This type of Newfoundland dog is a landrace,  and that brings us to the second problem.  Most dog authorities, including the great Richard Wolters, who wrote a history of Labrador retrievers, believe the last two St. Johns water dogs were two male dog that were living at Grand Bruit in the 1970s. These two dogs were said to be free of any Labrador retriever ancestry, but there definitely were dogs around that had mixed with their British descendant.

I define a landrace as dog that exists as a clearly defined type with in defined purpose and cultural context. However, it differs from a breed in that breeds have closed registries with a very narrowly defined set of physical characteristics.  A golden retriever is a breed, but the water dog from which it descends never was.

So if we call the St. John’s water dog a landrace, then all the dogs who are mixtures of St. John’s water dog and Labrador retriever are still St. John’s water dogs.

They just aren’t free of the globalized Labrador retriever blood.

And because it’s a landrace, I don’t think we should get all worked up about these dogs potentially having a bit of Labrador retriever in them, and if we are willing to admit that it is okay that that these dogs aren’t extinct.

Now if any readers from Newfoundland know anything more about this sort of dog, I would be happy if you passed this along.

I don’t think we are getting what this dog actually is because the nomenclature is not lining up. This is the famed Newfoundland dog that everyone wrote about all these years.

Of course, we need DNA samples.

These old outport dogs have been ignored for too long.  I think they may have a lot to tell us.

 

 

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I have spent the better part of my life outside.,

I don’t mean “outdoors.”

I mean outside.

By that distinction, I mean something very different.

By “outdoors,” I mean out in elements.

By “outside,” I mean something that one might call detachment, but some might call alienation or ostracism.

I never really fit in well. I grew up in a liberal middle class household in one of the 100 poorest counties in America.

I have never known hunger or what it’s like to have parents who are addicted to drugs or Jesus Christ.

But I grew up among people who did.

And at that level, I was always going to play the role of the outsider. It was almost predestined.

I am not a redneck.

There, I said it.

Some people hold that term with pride, but I couldn’t be one if I tried.

I don’t understand a lot of the culture in which I grew up. I don’t get stock car racing, but then, I don’t get football or anything else people watch on TV that involves a ball and people running around.

I suppose that it would be okay to be a bit of a solitary eccentric, but the simple fact is that I am human.

All humans have evolved as social animals, and never really being able to connect with those nearest to me has always made somewhat less comfortable in my own existence than I ought to be.

It is certainly true that we should not live solely for the validation of others, but at some point, there must be a connection.

I feel like I’ve spent my whole life looking into the fog. I see little hints of what it means to belong, but I never see it fully.

Some days, this makes me sad.

There is no other way to describe it.

Sadness.

It’s not melancholia or depression, though I’m sure the psychiatric profession would disagree with my nomenclature.

I just know that I have spent my whole life trying to be normal.

But I don’t feel normal.

At the deepest level, I am not comfortable with who I am.

When I come to this space to write a few words and then cast my thoughts into the sea of cyberspace, I am actually somewhat surprised that people read  it.

Yes, even now.

I come here to fix to my problems. I come to bury my sadness. I play around with the little factoids that my brain has accumulated over the years. I try to organize them into coherent theses.

But I also come to escape.

I come to escape a world where I feel both alienated and alone.

I come to escape a self that is never comfortable being.

I come to pay homage to old dogs that made the darkest years of my childhood bearable, and I come to pay homage to my family who always loved me.

But I don’t know what to do now.

It’s not that I’ve run out of ideas.

It’s that I’ve run out of me.

I know that at some point this venture will have to move to another level, or it will soon become stagnant, then putrid, and then decayed.

I don’t know what to do now.

My engine is idling.

And I feel so numb.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

George stubbs red and white spaniel

There is some debate as to the exact identity of this dog’s breed.

The BBC claims that it is a Clumber spaniel or a Clumber spaniel mix.

One could also claim that it is a depiction of a Welsh springer, or you could point out that it was one of those old red and white spaniels that were once common in the UK, which then replaced by the liver-coated English springers and Norfolk spaniels.

However, the gallery that displays the painting in Lincolnshire claims that it is a “lemon and white water spaniel,” which just happens to resemble a Clumber.

Henry Burton Chalon painted a very similar looking water spaniel in 1797, so it’s very possible that there was once a breed of red and white, somewhat robust water spaniel in England that was relatively common at the end of the eighteenth century.

We want to say this dog was a Clumber or a Welsh springer.

The truth is it was neither, but dogs like this are most likely the ancestors of both of these breeds.

This sort of dog would have also been crossed with St. John’s water dogs and other offshoots of the Newfoundland to make retrievers.

So it may be been a red and white English water spaniel.

This sort of spaniel just isn’t bred anymore, and both Welsh springers and Clumbers, which represent older spaniel lines, than the others have fallen from favor.

But it’s very likely that they derive from dogs like this one.

We just don’t have a complete record of these animals.

We see ghosts in the paintings, and they lure us into speculation.

Maybe it’s this.

Maybe it’s that.

We just don’t know.

But it sure is beguiling.

 

 

 

This dog is supposed to be an elkhound.

George Stubbs elkhound

The dog is a sable spitz, though it is not gray or “wolf sable.”

And its coat is long and feathered, unlike any of the three (or four) breeds of modern Swedish and Norwegian elkhounds.

I wonder if this is the same elkhound that Stubbs painted that belonged to the prince of Wales in 1782.

One could be forgiven for calling this dog a wolfsspitz or Keeshond, and it was well-known that the Prince of Wales at the time, who became George IV, was a lover of spitz-type dogs. The House of Hanover to which he belonged was very German, and he would have had easy access to the various German spitzes, including the dogs that English-speakers always called Pomeranians.

I cannot find the exact story on this particular dog. If it had been an elkhound, surely someone would have mentioned it coming from Scandinavia.

If it is a Scandinavian dog whose ancestors were used to bay up moose, then this clearly shows that our concept of elkhound and herding spitz as distinct identities is clearly a very recent one. Most of the herding spitzes that are used on reindeer are long-coated dogs, while the elkhounds are technically smooth coated dogs with lots of undercoat.

If this dog were indeed an elkhound, then there isn’t really a long history of separation between hunting spitz and herding spitz.

They likely come out of the same generalist landrace, just as the Russian laikas do.

It could also explain why my grandfathers last Norwegian elkhound loved to herd horses as much as he loved to tree squirrels.

 

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great hammer beaufort north carolina

This hammerhead, which I think is a great hammerhead, was killed in the harbor at Beaufort, North Carolina, a place that was once frequented by both Blackbeard and yours truly.

This shark is depicted in an article entitled “What Sharks Really Eat” in Natural History in 1921. The article explains what normally has been found in the stomachs of dead sharks, and it’s an obvious attempt to convince people that sharks aren’t that dangerous to people.

Yes. Scientists have been making those claims for that long!

It’s a wolf!

Who likes Madonna!

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