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 . . .

Saturday, April 20, 2013


Today was the ugliest day of running I have seen forever.  Maybe in my life.  Jeff Allen and I went down to this big clearcut where we usually have great running.  We sure blew it up today though.  I haven't been running as much as usual.  Jeff hadn't run his dogs in three weeks.  Together they had the most disastrous day I have had to suffer through in a long, long, time.

See the picture.  That is a check area.  Do you notice what is missing?  If you guessed dogs you are right.  That was after an hour of running.  Well, that was after an hour of over running, hacking around, barking off, and racing down paths.  

I have been so happy with my dogs lately, so I guess I needed a day like today to bring me back to Earth.  What happened to their independence?  Better yet, what happened to their brains?  They seemed to forget that just because a dog overruns, they don't have to go along.  They seemed to forget that the best place to get a check is where you last smelled the scent.  

I don't know, maybe some people never have a day like today.  I wouldn't wish it on anyone.  I wish I could say it got better as the day went on.  After 7,348 rabbits today, the dogs still stunk.  We finally gave up, loaded the dogs, and headed for home.  I just hope Annie is right and, "the sun will come out tomorrow."

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