|Jeff Allen with Meg and Tink and a Rabbit's Foot|
I was running with Jeff Allen. Our dogs have run together a lot. Packing up is the rule. They know each other usually stay in one pack. Today however, it seemed like there were so many rabbits that the dogs split over and over. When one pack holed a rabbit, they would join the other one, and then split again.
Jeff and I would both much rather have the dogs run together in a pack. On a day like today though, it was nice to have such an abundance of rabbits and so many chases. There were tracks everywhere and it seemed like a rabbit was just waiting to run at the end of them.
After about 4 and 1/2 hours, the dogs were groovin. They were really running better than the conditions should have allowed. They made a couple of really hard circles and then the rabbit came down a road towards us. The dogs were right behind him when he dropped down into a washed out ditch. We watched but didn't see him leave. The dogs had a check and we walked up to where we last saw the rabbit. About that time, Butcher worked down the ditch and rejumped the rabbit. In the picture above, Jeff is holding the result.
I ran Butcher, Dennis, Chip, Village Girl and Dixie. Jeff ran Wes, Flame, Meg, and Tink. It was 27° with a little snow.