Not the sound of a watch, for those of you who are still familiar with the sound of a mechanical watch, but the sound of Rye, Brag and myself as we pulled each tick off of our bodies.

Day didn’t break but instead arrived stealthily with the subtle changing of dark into a gray morning of overcast skies as I pulled into Ryes yard with three beagles, Julie, Dixie and Maizie for company. Brag had to make a detour this morning to pick up Uncle NoPass and his remaining two dogs, Kate and Lacey. Uncle NoPass of the NoPass Chronicles hadn’t hunted since the January of 04 hunts. Old age infirmities had caught up with him. Worse than body slowing down was the lose of hearing. Deprived of hearing the beautiful sounds of dogs in hot pursuit of their prey after a life time of running dogs after various prey, Uncle NoPass couldn’t seem to find the desire to attend the hunts, not even for the socializing. He kept Kate, his last dog acquired as a puppy and Lacey because, well, I suppose old habits die hard.

just Brag, Julie, Dixie, Maizie and me down at Seale. Cuz was out of town, taking his mother in law home by way of Biloxi (note; when he got back this time he not only lost his shirt but the set of keys to some prime rabbit land. We’re still waiting for his “mother in law” to send them. Cuz says if they don‘t come in soon, he‘ll just have to go get them. I hope “she” leaves him enough gas money to get home) and Rye’s brother had passed.

Brag and I are off to Seale, Alabama this morning to run the dogs a bit.

Cuz took his mother in law home and couldn't make this Saturday morning's exercise since he is probablly making his usual stop to contribute to the Biloxi community. He says he made enough points last year that they actually sent him to the Sugar Bowl. Cuz said it would have been nicer if they had given him a shirt to wear. Who says gambling doesn't pay?

Rye also couldn't make this mornings run. His brother passed and he is tied up with family matters.

I'm sorry I'm late posting the Memorial Day run but it was just more of the same....for the Capps place. More Rabbits, no coyotes, no deer and two hour and a half long races. A virtual mirror image of the Saturday before.