I took Doc and Elvis out for a little training, where we again focused on searching.
Two policemen were monitoring traffic at the school across the street from where we were training. After training, I spoke with them for a bit, inquiring as to whether a certain plot of weed-covered land was city or private property.
It turns out that the acre-sized patch of weeds is city-owned, and I can use it for training. One of the officers recognized the guys as being Spinone and it turns out that his uncle once owned one.
We spent a little while talking about dogs and hunting, and as he lives nearby, was interested in watching me train the guys. Afterwards, I took Doc shopping and Elvis to the vet for his annual checkup.