Those are the kind of days I like, dogs worked hard for you, caught hogs they could handle and didn’t get wrecked. Young catch dog doing good, starting at 10:00am, you sound like me.
I got word from my sister that my Dad passed last night. I was trying to get back there before he died but I didn't get enough warning. Dang pneumonia worked fast. I pretty much got my love of dogs from my Dad. Him and his brother had greyhounds and hunted fox with them in the NW corner of N. Dak. This was in the 50's when I was just a pup on into the early 60's. They got retired or culls off the track down in Rapid City. They usually had an older 4 door car that they took the back seat out of and would drive the dry prairie potholes until they jumped a fox. I usually rode in the back hanging on to that round strap on the back of the front seats. The dogs and I all looking over the front seat for the fox. When they jumped the passenger would open the back door and those dogs just exploded out of there. They had a couple bigger males that were faster but the smaller females were more agile and made first contact. If they happened to get to a badger hole they had a roll of barbed wire in the trunk that they run down the hole till they heard the fox growl and then they twisted the wire up till they could pull one mad as heck fox out. There was a $2 bounty on them and it kept them in gas. Thanks for letting me ramble. RIP Pop
Dropped tailgate about 10am yesterday. Dogs hunted hard and covered allot of dirt, caught 2 lil 100-120 lbers, nothing to brag about but good dog work is always fun to watch. My buddys 1/2 pit 1/2 dogo 9 mo old pups first time on a leash, first time to the woods walked good and slammed the ear on both so good to see.