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 . . .

Friday, January 9, 2015

My Favorite Place

I was back on top the hill at my favorite spot yesterday. I hadn't been there for a few months due to deer season. I pulled up to the top by the water holes (which were frozen of course). There was about 3 inches of powdery snow. The wind was brisk and the temperature was 7° with wind chills way below zero but it didn't matter. Just being at this running ground made my day.

Within a few minutes of turning loose I heard Tony's crying squeal and the first chase was on. Butcher got the first three checks making me think he was as glad to be back as I was. The first rabbit set the tone for the day. I was shocked at how little time I had between chases and at how long chases lasted. As the day went on I was continually reminded of why this is the best spot to run beagles in Ohio.

I ran seven dogs and six of them jumped a rabbit. Usually one dog or another will have a good day, get on a roll, and have the most jumps. After Butcher's fast start, the checks were pretty evenly divided also. When this many dogs contribute, it seems to me like it is a good even pack. When all the dogs do their part, and you have a great spot to run, it couldn't have been any better if it was 70 and sunny (well, maybe a little better).

I ran Butcher, Chip, Tony, Dixie, Village Girl, Dennis, and Silly.

Logan Elm Black Butcher

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