Hunting buddy memories

[t-dog]

We always talk about our dogs but hardly ever say anything about our hunting partners. I have made so many friends hog hunting over the years and I'm very appreciative of it, but sometimes when I'm remembering the good ol' days, it just cracks me up. For instance, I have a local bulldog buddy that as hunted with me a few times. We loaded up one morning and went hunting, just the two of us. One catch dog and two curr dogs. The dogs go to baying but are across the creek from us. Now Mike is a big ol'boy at about 280lbs and strong enough to carry Paul Bunions blue ox Babe over one shoulder bu himself, but he can't swim across a mud puddle to save his life. I found a big tree to cross on and went across and to him to send me the catch dog. Well he just let her go and she swam instead of crossing over the tree. As I was down trying to fish her out of the water, I hear "OH S__T"! When I Looked up his palms and the bottom of his feet were facing the sky. The first thing to hit the water was his butt and then you couldn't see him anymore. All of a sudden, just like Rambo, he comes exploding up from the water. Drew a breath so deep he could have floated and went to fighting the hell out of that water. After a few seconds of watching this and noticing that he was going absolutely nowhere I told him to stand up. LMAO, LMAO that water was almost waist deep. He lost his glasses and I think soiled some britches. We went on and caught the hog but he had to do most of the work because couldn't quit laughing. He said I guess your gonna tell everybody bout this. Me tell this story, No Way! Another buddy Who's name I won't call, ok SID, is really good to have when your trying to figure out how your gonna cross a bunch of briars and berry vines. The dogs were bayed one morning just a couple hundred yards from us but there was a row of briars and berry vines about 5-6 foot high and probably 8-10 feet wide like someone had planted them in long rows. I stepped up to them to try and figure out the best way to the other side. Ol' Sid steps right in between myself and the briars. All at once he just dove out there on top of those thorns and layed on them till the rest of us could get across. About fifty yards later was another row just like the first. Once again I stepped up to them and he stepped right in front of me again. Man what a buddy, he dove right out there again till we could all get across. Didn't take him long to get untangled either. Heck he was there by the time we got the first hog tied. Awww, I might have helped him a little in laying out on them but I know it was all his idea. Y'all surely have some stories you reflect on from time to time.

[Judge peel]

Well I got some really good hunting buddy and can't say much bad bout any of them some times we don't agree but that's life nothing more. Back about 20 plus yrs ago me and Brandon started hunting them hogs around Ellis county we shot em trapped em rand over them with trucks hit them in the head with hammer roped em. Had good time lost touch for ten yrs or so met back and been running these no count dog ever since. But I meet new guys all the time and win or loose we have a blast. Ole redneckrob is one of my best partners couldn't ask for better company in the wood and darn good fella hope to meet more good fellas out there and make more memories.

[WayOutWest]

I remember the time Reatj81 was haulin to a bay on the wheeler with the Jackhammer and Lamont. (come to think of it he wasn't goin that fast with those 2 plus sizes on back) but he hit a lil drainage ditch and both them guys launched. They both hit the ground runnin but Lamont don't like tying his boots so he run plum outta them in the mud. T-dog y'all better let the world know how Jackhammer got his moniker lest they get the wrong idea about him.

[t-dog]

 Ya know Joel, that was a funny one too. For you folks that don't know WOW, he's from Washington state. He comes to Texas every year to hunt with us for a few weeks, not near long enough, good good people. Anyway, he brought a buddy with him named Richie one year. Now to at first glance one might get the impression that ol' Richie was a manly man. Traditionally we have the new hands stick or help tie the first hog on their first hunt. All is good till that first bay. Now I think our dogs have pretty loud mouths, but I didn't think loud enough to make the ground vibrate. I couldn't figure out what was going on. When I pulled the hog out of the briars for ol' Richie to stick, I turned around and told him to come on. After making for sure and certain several times over that I had control of this monster, he started easing up to me. This was a massive hog though, he had to be 100-125lbs if he was an ounce. Well the closer Richie got to me the harder the ground shook. Finally he puts one hand on my shoulder to lean over me with the knife in the other. He like to have rattled my teeth out of my head. Through my blurred vision I could tell he wasn't gonna hit the mark so I turned loose of the hog with one hand to grab his and guide him. It took a couple of tries but I finally caught his hand and dispatched the hog. After that he was the "JACK HAMMER".

[Squearl66]

Just for the record the jack arse named T-dog pushed me onto those damn briars.shows ya what kinda hunting buddy he is lol. We have had some fun hunts the fake boar in the bushes sho got TK0707 lol

[WayOutWest]

It was sure nice of you to step up and take one for the team Syd. LOL

[mod93dirt]

My father was the best hunting partner I ever had!! Taught me 95% about what I know about being in the woods!!!unfortunately he passed away just as I got into hog dogging. I would give anything to be able to take my old man along on a dog hunt. I dont step foot in the woods without thinking of something he has told me. He never bow hunted deer,but always held great respect for anyone to kill a deer with a bow. After my first bow kill years ago, he was the first person I talked to and I will remember that conversation for ever. I can't thank him enough for what he taught me bout the ways of the woods.

[ROCKIN ROO HOG DOGS]

I was hunting with Shawn Bolton one night out by Gordon,Tx. and he suddenly had a sharp pain in his belly,he ducked off into the trees to take care of business and a couple of minutes later he started hollerin'..."Lady,no!!!   Lady,get out of it!!! " I hollered back and asked if she was into a snake or trashing and he said "No...SHE ATE MY TURD" Bahahahahahaha......she was the ol' turdeater from that day onwards.

[Squearl66]

Way out West you know T-Dog and i didn't take one for the team. I got thrown under the wheels of the bus. Hey i know a guy that has a perty ring neck brindle female pit puppy that would sho nuf swap her for one of them quality pig stickers you hand craft