a bad hunt

I know the feeling
I had my main gyp moon litter mate.
Boomer
Together they was great if he'd be here now they be unstopable.

I was hunting in thortan and lost my Moon dog
Next day went back and turned dogs out thinkin
If they bay one maybe shell be there
Well at the end of hunt I came up to truck she was loaded up laying down but
Now her brother Boomer was missing. About 10min before I heard a train honk
I had a bad gut feeling
I went back a week straight looking
Asking neibors
But finally my buddy yelled that he found him
He got stuck on a bridge and the train got him before he made it off

It was horrible sight but I got his cut collar off and now it's
A memory piece I never use