Here are a few past and present that I've had the pleasure to own and hunt over...
The first dog a piebald female, Patches was one of the hardest going dogs that I have ever owned. There was no quit in her. She only came into heat once. The vet said she was hunted too hard to have a regular cycle.
The second two, Doc on the left and Chaser on the right. Two solid dogs that were sent up to me as pups from a buddy of mine in Florida that wanted an evaluation of the dogs in his breeding program.
The third dog Clyde a Cameron bred male came from WY. I got him as a pup and he too turned out to be a solid dog.
The last two Rosco, on the left and Slick on the right were incredible dogs. Rosco's downfall was he was too aggressive a dog. Both he and Slick started what I thought was one track but they got separated during the chase. I got to Slick first and pulled him off the tree and tried to get to Rosco but couldn't. He crossed into a gated piece of property and was 2 miles away. I got a call the next morning that he had made his way into the camp that was in the gated property but they said he was in bad shape. His aggressiveness got the better of him and the vet said he had lost too much muscle mass on his back where he had taken a mean swat and the best thing to do was to have him put down.
Slick, was my lead dog from almost day one. I got him from a breeder in SD as a pup. It was Jan when I got this 12 week old pup. When he was 14 weeks old I took him and and the rest of my dogs to a fox pen more so to allow my older dogs to stretch their legs and to keep them sharp. I turned the other dogs out and it wasn't long before they got a start. The pup stayed beside me as I made my way down to the area where I thought they would cross and sure enough we no sooner got there and the fox crossed in front of us with my pack of dogs hot on it's heels. Once all were through I walked over to where they went through and Slick started snuffing around. He put his head down into the snow, lifted his head with a bawl and took off bawling on the track. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Right then and there I knew I had myself a very special dog. And as it turned out he was.
I've been blessed with the number of good solid dogs that I've had over the years and very fortunate to see them all progress from pups to finished dogs...I just hope I have a few more years in me a field to see more of what I have enjoyed these past 35 years or so...
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