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 . . .

Sunday, November 17, 2013

You Have to Love a Rainy Sunday

As I listened to the forecast last night, I had to smile. Rain was predicted and a lot of it, possibly 1 1/2 inches. High winds were coming late in the day, but until then, just rain and more rain. To me, it sounded like perfect conditions. Usually rain means high scent, with pounding chases. Today didn't disappoint.

To start the day though, I struggled out of bed listening to the rain pounding on the roof. What seemed like a great thing last night all the sudden didn't seem so great. I loaded the dogs in a little bit of a lull, but the rain quickly regained its force. This made it easy to decide to stop for breakfast on the way. By the time I pulled into the clearcut, it had settled into a good steady rain.

As all beaglers know, there is nothing like good scenting conditions to make you like your dogs. Steady rain and 55 degrees definitely qualifies as perfect weather for a beagler. The dogs jumped the first rabbit within three minutes of being turned loose. They ran good and I got to see the rabbits several times and a lot of crossings. Even when I know that the dogs aren't as good as they look on a chase, I don't really care. I just listen and enjoy!

Today I ran Chip, Gypsy, Cole, Jed, Billy, and Ob.

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