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 . . .

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

What Am I Doing Out Here?

It was 8:00 PM and a winter storm warning was blasting on the news with a temperature of 24°, 15 mph winds, and snow coming down like crazy. No one told the dogs and rabbits though. 

Thanks to modern technology, Gore-tex was keeping me dry and warm. I had on my Cabella Extreme Pack Boots. I was layered up and standing back to the wind. Why wouldn't I run? After all, it had only snowed two inches in the last hour. The weather forecasters were only predicting a foot of snow, or a half inch of ice, or some combination of both.

The dogs and rabbits didn't seem to mind though. The chases were pretty steady and rabbits were staying up, giving a good chase. Chip and Gypsy didn't even seem to know that it was snowing. Running for the fourth day in a row seemed to only be making it better.

Running on a night like tonight is a great part of being a beagler. We run when it doesn't make sense. We run when no one would want to be out. We get out in the worst of conditions and don't mind a bit if the running is good.

I ran Butcher, Chip, Gypsy, Ob, Dilly, and Jed.

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