The nearest hunting feat you've seen by a dog

[t-dog]

I said it before, I do this because I LOVE to watch dogs work. I want to hear about some of the neatest or most impressive accomplishments you have witnessed with a hog dog.

[t-dog]

I'll start it off. An old mentor of mine had a cat/bluetick that was about as near perfect as "I" think a hog dog can be, but still not perfect lol. We drop dogs one day and there probably 5 or 6 of them. We cast hunt our dogs, normally not that many at once either. This day though we had all had a mature dog and a young dog each. It was Hottt summer time and dry as anything. The wind was blowing pretty good, way too hard to be considered a breeze. We cast the dogs they were all leaving when the cat/bluetick turned with his head up and started running WITH the wind, not into it. He crossed the county road, then hung a left and crossed another county road, just kind of cutting the corner of the place across from us. It wasn't 10 minutes from drop to locate. He had a whole wad of sows and shoats bayed. We just let them bay and circle out in the misquites for a while. We stood in plain site of the hogs the entire time watching. We caught several out of it but I was always impressed with that old dogs nose and locating ability.

[Reuben]

How far were the hogs from where he first winded them as the crow flies?

 was the wind coming somewhat directly to him from the hogs location the whole time he was running off the wind currents?

[t-dog]

The hogs were about 7 or 800 yards away as a crow flies. He was head up in a dang near sprint running with the wind. So he and the wind were going the same direction for the first 400 yards. Then he went to our east for several hundred yards and bayed. I guess it impressed me because the other dogs never bobbled on it and the wind was really high. Plus he wasn't traveling into it. He was obviously on a mission and going with the wind. There was no looping or circling, a straight line one direction and then a hard bank eastward in a straight line and boom.

[Reuben]

I can usually figure out why or how a dog worked a track or wind currents to locate but I can't say on this one...running with the wind is puzzling me...

[Goose87]

This is the Gods honest truth, this past winter me and my buddy Billy were driving down the highway running about 60 mph and the dogs all lit up at once, at the same time a motorcycle was passing us and he merged over in front of us and the back of his vest had the “Wild Hogs” patch on it from the movie, we both look at each other speechless and he says, “I’ll be damned they were winding hogs”, still to this day don’t know why every dog all barked at that exact time, what are the odds, lol...


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[t-dog]

Maybe they can read!

[Reuben]

This happened years ago...my cur dogs caught a big boar in a steep banked dry creek and one of my young dogs got what appeared to be a loin half way ripped out...I do most doctoring but in this case it was time to go see the vet...before taking the dog he wanted to drink water so I let him drink all the water he wanted and it was quite a bit...

The vet said the muscle was having to be cut off but all would be ok...he said call me tomorrow and I will update you but more than likely he should go home tomorrow...

That night about one in the morning all my dogs started howling a very mournful howl and as I lay there thinking it came to me that Redman probably died and the dogs were morning him ..my wife also woke up and I told her my thoughts...

The next morning I couldn’t wait for the vet clinic to open...I called the vet as soon as he opened and he tells me Redman died...drowned in his own fluids...

[Rough curs]

Not sure if it's a feat. But back when I  bear hunted my buddy's rig dog would blow up with none of the other dozen or so dogs saying a word. Caught on pretty quick . But we would turn him loose he would take his time getting going but we would leave him and go strike another with the rest of the dogs. Keeping an eye on the garmin it was a race to see who put one up first the pack or the lone dog. It may have been 2 hrs or 12 but this dog would always and I mean always have one up. If you wanted to kill a bear that day ,you just had to turn him loose, if you planned on leaving at lunch you kept him in the box.

[HIGHWATER KENNELS]

Yrs ago me and my son was hunting a wma with a buddy of mine...  I didn't know the lay out of this wma too good and was riding around looking for sign.  We ended up turning my old dog and one more out and they struck and caught a big sow pretty quick,,, after my son killed the sow ,, they rolled out and ran one across a big draining ditch and into a block of woods that's was gonna take me a while to get there..  When they showed bayed on the garmin and I wasn't about to make my son swim this ditch since he was only about 10,, it took me about 25 minutes to get to em by this other road... As I turned on to this road ,,, I met a truck with hog dogs coming out,, they never stopped so I kept goin to where my garmin said my two dogs were.... Now they weren't showed bayed in the same spot but now they were on the road that I was going on ,, so I knew that it was odd that they left the bay,, since my old male dog would kill a small hog ,,, he would claim it and stay with it until I got there all the time...  When I rode down the road and seen em ,, I slowly pulled up too em but only my other dog was running up to the truck,, my old male dog was still laying in the grass..  I thought he was cut down at first but he had no cuts on him when I picked him up ... Upon lookin closer I seen his top buckle on his cut collar was busted and blood was under his cut collar with a hole in his neck on the top .   he was in bad shape ,, couldn't hardly walk and he was having a hard time breathing so I went straight to the vet...... When they took x rays of him ,, they found a splintered bullet from a centerfire pistol that had split into and went and lodged in the bottom of his lungs and rib cage.   The only thing I can figure is that those guys had heard that bay and went in and shot the hog while my male dog was caught on him ,,, the bullet went thru the cut collar and into him,,,, That ole dog made it thru that and healed up to catch more for me.. He lived to be 15 yrs old...

[bigo]

I went to a ranch one morning that I hunted pretty often and on the way in I stopped in a pecan orchard with very old and huge trees. I was going to pick up a few pecans to snack on. While I was picking up pecans, I heard something moving on the other side of the truck and thought I heard a grunt or two. I looked over the bed of the truck and didn't see anything but the dogs started whining and moving around in the box, so I went around back and there was one of those huge trees that had blown over and under the limb end was a big wad of hogs. Well when they saw me they left and went back the way I came in and across a small stream, then hooked a right down the side of that stream. I had my Gus dog and three young dogs in the box so I dumped the box. The race was on, so I drove back across that stream and the young dogs were catching pigs but old Gus was passing up hogs running hard for the front. He had just about made the front when they hit a thick marshy area and in just a few seconds I heard his locate and then bay. I drove around to where he was and he had the whole sounder bayed just out of the marsh in a hay meadow. I watched awhile then sent the catch dog and ended up with five as the bay dogs each caught one and soon as I grabbed Gus's hog he let go and got another one. From all this stuff on here, I know a cur dig is not fast enough to catch up to hogs, let alone run past them, so I guess all those 30 or 40 hogs were extra slow.
    That's why I like stock bred dogs and like to see them do things they are bred to do without the opportunity to learn it.

[Judge peel]

Good stories fellas.


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[t-dog]

The old dog I talked about was super smart. Numerous times we would go hunting and kill several hogs in a morning. This old dog would be gone on another one and the guy that owned him would say,  "let's go I'm tired of killing hogs". The first couple of times he did this I asked about going to get the old dog. He'd tell us,  new let's just go. He'll be home in a day or 2 and he'd leave him. We might only be 5 or 6 miles from his home but could  never have left my dog especially one of that caliber. Sure enough the dog would find his way home. He was something!

[Reuben]

I had a puppy that did some really smart things as a pup and throughout his life as welll...he was a beautiful dark yellowish red...bred and born in my back yard...I named him Yeller...

Yeller showed me things he could do from around 10 weeks old or so...he impressed me many times as a 10 month old, year old and older dog...but the most impressive to me was what he could do as a 4 month -6 month old puppy...when I laid a track for the pups at eight-10 weeks old he always led his siblings by a good ways and all the dogs he hunted with as well when grown...

When the track became easy I laid one down and made a “J” track and at the hook I doubled back (back tracked) about 25 feet and then I trailed straight away and then I put the drag in s five gallon bucket...I turned the pups loose and sic’d them on and as usual Yeller led the pack around...Yeller hit the end of the track and took it back the 25 feet and turned a hard right and in short order was standing on his rear feet with his know barely reaching in the bucket...that was incredible to me and I thought, no need for anymore drag training...

He taught me what the difference was between a great dog and a once in a lifetime dog...

[Cajun]

  The most impressive thing I have seen was with two of my cur dogs back in 1995. Jimmy Jones & I were hunting  & we caught 3 big sows & three shoats about 30# a piece. My two curs Hank & Cougar kept rolling out as soon as we had our hands on them. They had rolled out about 10:00am after the last sow was caught. These sows were about 175#-200#. We carried the shoats back to the boat & I took a reading on the dogs & they were deep, barely getting a reading on them. Jimmy left to go get a 3 wheeler to get the sows out & I stayed there. He finally came back about 3 hours later & he had his brother & three wheel barrels . I told him, lets just go cut those hogs loose & he said no, he wanted them so we went in & got them. Stupidest thing I have done. Anyway got the last hog in about dark. Took a reading on the dogs & they were in the same place. We were planning on hunting here the next day so I left them knowing they would be where I turned them out at the next morning. Came the next morning & they were not there so I took a reading on them. Same place. We started hunting our way to them & caught a couple of sows & pigs about half way into them. I told Todd, shut the dogs up that I think I hear dogs baying. Sure enough it was Hank & Couger still baying. We got to them about 11:00 am & caught another big sow. They had her ears chewed off & they had scabbed over & with nothing to hang on to they were just baying. Now you would have thought they would have been worn out because I know they were on this sow for 25 hours but they lit out & we heard them baying. Got to them & they had a huge sounder bayed up.  Todd & I were turning hogs loose as fast as we were catching them. Jimmy and his brothers were tieing them & Todd & I were turning as many loose as we could. Jimmy was yelling at me to tie them & I told him we had way more then we could haul out. We had about 8 or 9 people with us & probably had ten hogs tied up with the others we had caught on the way in. I dont know how many we caught total but had to of been about 20. Anyway, it was not the amount of hogs we caught that day but the fact that those two dogs stayed bayed on that hog so long.

[Judge peel]

That’s a bad ass story.


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[NLAhunter]

Heck of a story Cajun sounds like some jam up cur dogs

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[Slim9797]

Hard for me to decide which was more impressive but both feats were done by my old Kate dog. First one she did was January last year one night me and 2 friends met up to make a hunt. One of them a first time ever going with dogs and other one is a good hand and had caught a few with me. Anyway I turn Kate ranger and pancake out and we road around this big ranch. They left and hunted hard but came up empty and come back. I loaded ranger and pancake and left Kate down. Was gonna head to other side of the place and cast again. I
 Not sure at what point she did but Kate ended up slipping off and I never noticed. Get to this next spot I want to cast and realize Kate isn’t anywhere around. No sooner do I go to open the box doors my garmin goes off. Kate is 1.3 and hammered. We jumped in the truck and shagged ass. Closest we could get the truck was about 7-800 yards. Soon as we cut the engine off and open the doors we can hear the hogs rallying. I’ve heard that sound plenty times before but not from that far away. Nowhere near that far! The first timer thought it was the coolest thing. We grab the bulldog and head to her. Cross through this big creek bottom and come up into a hay meadow. Hit our head lamps and kate has every bit of 35 hogs bayed under one lone oak tree in this meadow. The way she worked them looked like every set of cows I’ve ever help pen. A hog would try to run off and she’d hit em in the hocks to turn em and push them back in the group all the while running big loops around the wad. We watched for a while in amazement and I turned that bulldog loose and ran was on his tail headed to them. That bulldog hit and those hogs jumped him and jumped him hard. We went to whoopin and hollerin and screaming all we could and these hogs would not break! Finally they did, Kate ran about 10 of em maybe 100 yards and bayed them against a old galvanized gate. Bulldog was in bad shape and we ended up not catching a single hog but that was certainly the most impressive thing I’d seen by one single dog up to that point.

The second time was one evening last april. Me, Lightfoot, Tim, and Dawson all met up to hunt one of my places. I think I turned out Kate and some other dog I had. Tim turned out joker and some new young gyp he had and Lightfoot put rosco and something else down idk we had a bunch of curs out lol. We casted them out and they all milled around and came back nothing really batted an eye. Kate didn’t come back. She just kinda kept walking away from us. So we just sat. At a snails pace she walked what we all all agreed had to have been a track from the morning before 8-12 ago. Had to have been 30-40 minutes of us sitting around BSing and 3 Garmins went to buzzing. Kate was .67 and bayed. She was 3 places over so getting to her took some doing. Calling neighbors getting them to unlock gates and such. Park the ranger about 300 yards from her and me and Dawson run ahead. We took some young yella gyp of Tim’s on a lead and Tim and Lightfoot were gonna grab bulldog and come meet us. We get to Kate and I’m not wanting to turn this gyp into her. She’s in a bad spot and another dog shows up to her bay she will usually try the hog and I could already smell boar standing about 20 yards away. It’s dark now and Lightfoot and Tim are taking forever. I finally say screw it. And turned that young gyp in there. Soon as she showed up they tried that hog. Heard some yelps and that young gyp came out with a blowed out shoulder. Dawson is tying her up and Tim calls me. They’re 30 yards from the bay but are directly opposite of the side we are one. I said cut them bulldogs and be on their tail. Hung the phone up, now the hog never made a sound, but I heard Kate’s bark change and told Dawson they’re caught. We head into this nasty thicket. It’s so thick we end up both crawling on top of this fallen tree being held up by a bunch of the under brush. We get close and the tree breaks and we come crashing down. Headlamps fly off and all I can hear is the fight. Grab a lamp and shine it forward and me and Dawson are in a bind. Hog ain’t 10 foot from us with a bulldog on each ear and Kate in an armpit. He’s trying to squeeze between to youpon tree and they’re fixing to push these bulldogs off him and if that happens we’re in trouble. I start hollerin at Tim and Justin letting them know we are nose to nose with this hog and someone has got to get a leg quick. Lightfoot reaches far as he could through a bunch of briars and put his hand on one and hog kicked out and made one more push forward. At the last second Tim manages to trip forward grabs A leg and sticks this hog all while falling on top of him. Ended up being a good solid boar hog with no cutters but some big whetters. We were all just in awe of the track job Kate had just put down and her holding the hog like she did. But how Tim did what he did that night we will never figure out, but if he hadn’t me or Dawson might have been a lot worse off than some scratches and bruises. And that probably stands out as the single most memorable/crazy hunt I’ve ever had.


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[Reuben]

this one is nothing spectacular but it happened just recently...I had some dogs running in two directions...I had Turbo and Tiger running one out to the back of the property and I had midnight running one alone...I lost signal to midnight and adfter a while I went looking for him and it took a while to locate him...turns out there was a big tree that had fallen over...when this tree fell over the roots pulled up quite a bit of dirt and left a pretty good crater...over time it got deeper and caved out some up under the tree...the hole was about 4 ft. wide and about 6 or 7 ft. long and about 4 ft. deep or so...

The signal I was getting was weak so I thought I was far from midnight... the Garmin said he was close but he sounded far away...I walked in and went about 50 yards and I saw the uprooted tree...Midnight was in the hole head to head with a nice sized boar and that hog had one ear about gone and the hog was wore out...normally I dispatch the hog quickly to minimize any accidents...but looking at the dog and hog I knew the dog had that boar hog under control so I stood back and watched the show for about 5 minutes or more...I thought this was an awesome scene so I took my phone out and started to video the action...Midnight looked extremely confident working that hog...that hog tried to get further under the root and got his tusks hung up and it took me a little while to get him loose...

I was pretty proud of Midnight and I was going to show off that video and it turns out I never did hit the go button...Well, now I know how to video...a youngster that was with us showed me what I did wrong...

It really bothered me that the video didn't take on account I thought this was a unique situation...but more so now that I finally got the diagnosis on Midnight...

Right after that hunt I saw that Midnight took a few hits under the chin/throat area...this caused his nuts an lymph nodes to swell up so I started him on Cut Heal and amoxillin and it didn't get better so I took him to the vet...the vet thought possible lymphoma and I wanted him checked for brucellosis...the results came back negative...the vet started him on cephalexin and his nut got back to normal and his lymph nodes never shrunk any...the vet said bring him back in six weeks unless he gets worse...the dog has not had any fever and he looks good...well his nuts swelled back up and I took him back to the vet and he said the dog had lymphoma...I said I will spend the money to be absolutely 100 percent right and so he performed a biopsy from one of his lymph nodes and sent it off...the results came back positive...The vet tells me he will be fine for a while and then he will go down quick...he puts him on steroids and his nuts went back to normal and his nodes are slowly shrinking...I took the dog hunting this past Sunday and he ran for about 15 minutes and came back...then he tried it one more time and went back to the truck...since he is acting fine I thought he could make the hunt but he couldn't hang...just 3 weeks before he and his littermate brother ran a big boar from 7 am to about 4:30 PM and I had to bust through a 10 ft palmetto jungle to get those two dogs out...this dog doesn't have any quit in him but the vet said it is the cancer wearing him down...
this was a great feat to me because this dog went into the tight quarters with a big boar hog and went head to head with him and by the looks of it was there a while before I showed up...

[bigo]

I'll tell one more about Gus. I went hunting one morning in heat advisory weather. I decided on a place that had a big long lake in the middle  with woods around three quarters of it. That way I could hunt lots of ground and stay close to water. I turned Gus and a couple of young dogs loose and sat and waited on them. It wasn't long and Gus bayed down the lake a ways. I waited for the young dogs to get there and see if the hog would hold. It did, so I headed that way. When I got there they were bayed in the edge of the lake with thick saw grass all around. I sent the catch dog blind and he had no more than hit when I saw him get tossed over the top of the saw grass. The hog broke and made a loop in that thick stuff the hit the lake swimming and the dogs made a loop out in the woods trying to pick him up. I figured it was over because they didn't see him in the water and the young dogs came in around me still looking, then I saw Gus swimming, smelling lilly pads and grass, then lined out the same path the hog took. About that time a gator popped up and started toward my dog. He just cruised up beside him and his body raised up as he reached and grabbed Gus and rolled under with him. I felt sick to my stomach and I just knew he was gone. I turned away and sat down on a stump and the guy that was with me said he's up. I couldn't believe my eyes, he didn't check up or try to come back, he just kept swimming hard the way the hog went. The gator popped up and turned back to cruising the bank. I watched Gus 'till I lost sight of him in some trees and stumps near the other side about three hundred yards. About 5 or 10 minutes after I lost sight of him, I heard him bay, what a relieve. It took awhile to get around to him but we got there and caught the hog. He had some cuts on his neck and shoulder where the gator grabbed him but that was it. I thought that was pretty neat, survive a gator attack, trail a hog across open water and have the meat on the other side.