Our little family brought our German shorthair pointer into our clan November of 2006. My husband found an ad in the local paper. We had a little extra money, and a new hunting dog was on his priority list. He had grown up with German Shorthairs, so he already had an affection for the breed. I, on the other hand, needed a little convincing. My husband had been talking about getting another dog for some time. So, I took some time to educate myself about the breed. I bought books, and looked at information online, but was still a little skeptical. I did cave, and we took the trip out to get our new puppy.

The puppies were in a separate yard from their mother. First we walked into the back yard to meet the Dam. My husband walked up to her and she nipped at him. Hoping the aggression was just because of the separation from her pups, it did not help my skeptics. The pups on the other hand were hard not to love; Friendly, curious, and enthusiastic. There were only two solid (brown) liver puppies in the litter. The male was already claimed, but we didn’t pick our pup just because of her color. I feel she was just the one I was captivated by. She was just the lucky pup we took home to meet our girls.

Our children were at there grandmothers house. they had no clue were in for a huge surprise. It was love, working hard on trying to name her instantly. I’m not sure all the names they went through. It was close to the holidays, and my mother had a small Rosemary plant on her table. My girls had been messing with the rosemary tree before we brought the Puppy. After the girls had been playing with our new puppy for a while my mom took a whiff of her and said, “She smells like Rosemary.” It stuck, the kids loved it, and we named her Rosemary.