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, May 30, 2013

Aaaahhhh, Summertime is Here!

I love the summer. Sitting in the shade, no coat to pack, birds singing, and baby rabbits hopping around just makes my day. The clearcuts get so thick an ant has to fight to get through them and every water hole quickly becomes the dogs very own swimming pool. Nothing beats the summer.

Most beaglers run all fall and winter, but by summer they take a break. I am off work all summer so that is when I run the most. Don't get me wrong, I run almost every day during the fall and winter, but I really ramp it up in the summer.  Every morning I load the truck and head out for a morning of training.

Now any old kind of counterfeit rabbit dog can run in the fall when the temperature is in the 50's and the ground is wet.  Bring that same dog out in the summer heat and let's see what he is made of.  Let him try to run a half grown rabbit down a desert dry dirt logging road.  And let him try to do it when his tongue is dragging the ground and his panting sounds like a freight train.

Ticks, deer flies, mosquitoes, chiggers, poison ivy, and sweat running like a river tends to sort out the handlers too. When that summer sun pops up, and the dogs are pounding, it's all worth it though. I love the summer.

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