ANY ONE WHO READS this column regularly will know that I’ve written recently about both French and German gundogs. On the same theme, this is a piece about Italian gundogs, but it wasn’t one I was planning to write. However, a friend with a passion for all things Italian — from formaggi to Ferrari and ciabatta to chianti — challenged me to write it. Intriguingly, though he shoots with a Beretta and drives an Alfa Romeo, he works a pair of black labradors, having never quite taken the plunge to get an Italian gundog.
My hesitancy in writing this piece is because, unlike France and Germany, I’ve never been shooting in Italy, though I have been lucky enough to have travelled widely in the country from top — Gran Paradiso in the Italian Alps — to toe (Sicily). I have a good idea of the terrain that the native Italian gundogs have to work in, while I’m also well aware that game is generally scarce, the two main factors that have shaped and moulded Italy’s shooting dogs.
Hound-like
During my last Italian trip, to Sicily, I tried to see rock partridges, a cousin of our familiar redlegs. I failed, but perhaps I might have succeeded if I’d had a spinone or bracco working for me. Of all the gundogs, none is more hound-like in appearance than the bracco Italiano. While the historians may differ on the breed’s ancestry, most agree that the bracco is one of the oldest breeds in Europe, with bloodlines that go back to the Renaissance (15th and 16th centuries).
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