Whose Dog Are You? Quotes

“Not much of a return for getting out of bed before the crack of dawn, driving umpteen miles, staggering more miles through a howling gale in the dark and then squishing around in the freezing mud.’

‘Good for the complexion,’ I said, ‘Keep telling yourself that it’s fun, fun, fun.”
― Gerald Hammond, Whose Dog Are You?

“Ten yards upstream of us, the body of a man was grounded face-down at the edge of the mud. Not much more showed than a hump of shoulder and the line of a leg but there was no doubting what it was. Below the water, lank hair of indeterminate colour floated as if raised in fear and the wavelets caused his hips to rise and fall in an obscene parody of the sexual act.”
― Gerald Hammond, Whose Dog Are You?

“She could forget a face, an appointment or a good resolution but her memory for dogs was always phenomenal.”
― Gerald Hammond, Whose Dog Are You?

“They don’t shoot ground game in his neck of the woods and the last thing he wanted was a dog which would take off after a gopher or a squirrel. And he said that bum-punching quail over pointers was no more interesting than shooting clays down-the-line – the same going-away bird every time.”
― Gerald Hammond, Whose Dog Are You?

“The gun then,’ I said. She was a woman but she was Texan. She would know about shotguns. ‘You must have given that more than a glance. You had it in your hands for most of the day.”
― Gerald Hammond, Whose Dog Are You?