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 . . .

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Fill the Truck

I walked out this morning to load the truck. I have been rotating my dogs all summer to make sure that all of them get their share of running. I was thinking about what needed run as I went out to the pens. None of the dogs have been run too much during the last week, so I knew they were all ready to go.

I put three on the leash and loaded them in the truck. I walked back to the pen, and grabbed three more. I loaded them and walked out to one of my big ground pens and looked at the young males. They all seemed anxious to go. I caught three more and headed for the truck. I loaded them, started for the house, and then decided to go back out and just empty the pen. I figured I should just fill the truck.

I went in the house and got Carter out of bed. In a few minutes we were headed outside of Laurelville to a huge clearcut. We had to make a stop on the way for some breakfast, but eventually we got to the running spot.

It took a bit to get all the dogs collared up, but they jumped a rabbit real quick and the chase was on. Having eleven dogs loose gave us plenty to listen to. They ran well with several chases lasting for quite a while. The young dogs held their own, starting rabbits and getting some checks. It was a great morning and the truck full of dogs made some good music this morning.

I ran Chip, Gypsy, Ob, Butcher, Trick, David, Dennis, Silly, Billy, Cole, and Kurly.

1 comment:

  1. Do you know the kind of path, you are leading Carter down? Of course you do! Lucky kid. :)