The sun was shining on a 44 degree Sunday. There wasn't even a hint of a breeze, and unlike a lot of sunny, high sky days, rabbits were everywhere. We ran for six hours in a 300 acre clearcut. Chris Hopkins, Jeff Allen, Jim Schneider, the old man and I brought a bunch of hounds and they all got all they wanted and more. If you dreamed up a day, it couldn't have been any better.
The running was good enough that everything looked good. All the dogs got their licks in with checks spread around and several dogs jumping rabbits. Most of the dogs hit at least one good stretch on the front and several ran a good bit in the driver's seat.
Some of the older and younger dogs were rotated in and out. I even busted Neal out for a while, and like usual, the old dog held his own. Several times he went through the dogs on a check, or got tough checks to keep the race going. It's just hard to beat the old dogs when it comes to the tough running.
All in all, it was just a perfect day. Everyone could go home feeling good about their dogs' contributions. And there really wasn't even anybody stinking things up. Beautiful weather, good friends and good running--life just doesn't get any better.
The rabbits are hungry, even though it is on December. Every where you looked in this clearcut, there were trees that rabbits had stripped the bark. This is a good sign though, because it shows that there is a good rabbit population.
Today dog were switched in and out throughout the day, I ran Neal, Chip, Butcher, Rep, Dissident, and Tony. The old man ran Andy, Hot Rod, and Ug. Jeff Allen ran Wes, Danger, Viper, and Fangs. Schneider ran Buddy, Scarlett, and Gus. Chris Hopkins ran Molly, Juno, and his female pup out of Butkis X Abby.