All the pictures and dogs I ever saw were all big framed dogs but athletes. 60-75 lb dogs. The tracker dog in my opinion from what I heard and the little I saw of those dogs, tracker is the closest thing to that I know of these days as far as look and way. This was the Bridgette dog. Mind you the belonged to my old boss and at one time uncle by marriage. His uncle was named Tim Exner. Tim Johnny and Jamie were all big buddies.
I wish I had tried harder to round up some of the Doughbelly stuff. I was around a few of them and I really liked most of them. I can really only think of one that I didn’t care for. The issues I saw in him very well could’ve been man made. Most of those dogs had some size and a whole bunch of them were salty. If I remember correctly, Johnny said that Curly and them would usually bay until they told them to catch and then whatever it was they were baying, beef or pork, was caught.
And Jamie talked about the dummy dog multiple times. We’ve talked about this some on here before. It’s not on this thread, it’s on the one about the very first litter I ever had which was victors litter. Idk how to find it.
Levi’s mom was summer. Summers mom was Bridgette. Bridgette was a legendary dog by 3 peoples account. Bridgette went back to one of those 3 stooge dogs or a direct offspring.
Levi reminds me a lot of the dogs that Jaime Woodard and Johnny Morton had for a long time. They were dual purpose dogs. Johnny had a male named Curly that was heck of a dog and Jaime had a littermate brother that was also super nice according to Johnny. Johnny said he thought Jaime’s might have been a shade better. I had a dog from Johnny that was out of his old Betty female bred back to Doughbelly Quiney’s last old dog named Dummy. My dog was Johnny’s pick of the litter but he liked Johnny’s chickens as much as Johnny so at about a year old Johnny called and told me if I wanted him to come get him because he wasn’t going to see tomorrow. Man he was an outstanding dog. It was funny because his name was Clyde which was what my old dog at the time was called. So when you said Clyde around the house you got double the attention. It was kinda like when I was growing up. If momma said Thomas, daddy and I both paid attention. We always knew which one of us she was addressing though by her tone. Seemed like my daddy just couldn’t act right, lol. My original Clyde dog was the dog that I based the dogs I have now off of.
