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Reuben, I can definitely feel your pain. I went hunting by myself one morning. Right after I cast my dogs a norther blew in. It was blowing something fierce. I could tell that Roscoe was winding but because of the wind situation he was having trouble locating. He started making big loops about 150 yards or so. Then he started getting tighter and tighter. It wasn't long and he was bayed. When Vegas and I got in there, they had a boar bayed in a bunch of briars about 3ft high and probably 10ft in diameter. I never led Vegas. He stayed with me until I sent him. When I told him to go, he made a circle all the way around the briars. There was no trail in so he took a step back and up and over he went. When his feet hit the ground he had a mouth full of ear. I stepped over in there and stuck the hog then drug it out of the briars and posed him and Vegas for some pics. When I finished I was loving on Vegas and felt a lump in his neck. Then I started finding them all over him. By the way he was acting you wouldn't have known anything was wrong with him. He was dead in just a few days. He went down extremely fast from the day I found it. He was MY dog and anyone that was around us for any period of time knew it. Losing him was one of the worst days of my life.
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