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 . . .

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Sixteen Screaming in the Springtime

Spring was in the air today. WE HIT 40°! Everybody everywhere is sick of winter. The cold and snow and snow and cold just will not go away. For the last six weeks it seems like winter had a death grip on running dogs. Oh we have had some running, but it just wasn't the pounding that makes your heart race. Today though, we got a breath of spring.

The Old Man, Gregg, Jeff Allen, and I turned 16 dogs loose. It wasn't really planned out, but that's the way it worked out. By the time we quit, everybody was glad it did. Rabbits seemed to be sensing spring and they were out in bunches. There were some splits and little time between races. 

The dogs were bouncing and feeling great. The running was fast and furious at times. It wasn't always pretty, but it sounded great. After a forever winter of working out tough tracks, it was super just to have dogs slamming and slamming they were. All the dogs wanted some of it and a lot of them got it. Several dogs had jumps, checks were spread around, and a lot of dogs got some of the front.

Today was one of those days that just makes you glad you have beagles. There was some sun, a lot of laughs, and dogs screaming in pursuit, hot on a chase. Today would have made any beagler anxious to get them out tomorrow. In fact, the dogs ran so well that I am pretty sure the other three guys tied for second place.  :)

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