My dogs were so wore out they could hardly walk so I gave them three days off. My reward? Tonight they stunk. What happened to my dogs? They were full of energy. Why didn't they use it productively?Tonight they were horrible. To top it all off, I forgot my collars so I knew if I lost a dog, I was just out of luck.
After an hour of running, I drove back farther on the lease than I had been in quite a while. The dogs were running within minutes. Driving a rabbit was no problem, except for the pack of five dogs couldn't stay together for ten seconds.
They split and got back together. They wouldn't pull up and then they would overrun. Where did my dogs go? Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I loaded up and headed for home. Well, I planned on going home.
Unfortunately a big wet spot in the woods decided to claim the Ranger Danger for the night. Yes, three miles from the road, 9:00 at night, and the Ranger was buried. I did what every idiot does when the tires start spinning. I spun them until there was no hope in ever getting out.
Finally I gave up. I called the Old Man and said I need a ride home. I walked out about half way. While I was waiting for him to get there, the dogs jumped a rabbit and hacked it around. More of the same. Could someone please remind me of the reason why I run dogs? But honestly, I can't wait for the weekend.
I ran Kurly, Ob, Chip, Butcher, and Gypsy. It was 45° and should have been a great night for running.