It's cutting them loose and having the pack run the rabbit until it gives up and goes in a hole or gets caught. And although the dogs usually don't catch it, they run like they want to. Just me and my pack of hounds, in any condition, on any day, in the roughest places I can find . . .

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Litters on the Way

I really don't need any pups.  I have a couple of young males that I wanted to try some pups from, but there was no hurry.  As Dissident and Diamond start to show though, I am excited.  There is something about seeing a female that is going to have pups that gets the blood pumping.  

Part of it is the excitement of the possibilities.  Which each litter I wonder if this will be a great cross.  Before any cross is made I spend hours thinking of strengths and weaknesses of the female. Then I try to consider which male will build on the strengths and minimize the weaknesses.  As the female swells with each day, I wonder how it will work.

When you have a male that you raised that you like, I think it is only natural to want to try them.  Rambler and Butcher aren't totally proven dogs (ask me when they are five).  I like what I see and they have the characteristics I am looking for in my dogs. They come from producing dogs and I hope they continue the tradition of dogs like Neal, Hobo, Nada, Rocky, and so many others.

I look at the females in the pen and think about the pups being born.  Will they look like their mothers or fathers?  I can't help but wonder if I want another redtick or black and tan.  Hopefully there will be some nice big open marked males.

Then I consider when they start. I imagine listening to them running in the pen.  It starts with a few chirps and squeals and within a week or two, I know they will be running good.  I wonder if they have a big mouth and sound like Rambler and Butcher. 

Who knows what the future will bring, but there is nothing quite so exciting as seeing a female grow, and knowing pups are on the way.  

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