I ran 4
I came home with 2
sigh

Sigh!
"Don't miss the ride home"
That should be Rule #2 for Rabbit Dogs. . Rule #1 is "Don't run deer"
They had been doing so good to. Not even a glance up a hot deer trail. Then....

I was sowing a winter feed plot while Sugar, Dixie, Julie and Mazie nosed around a old log pile down the firebreak from me. I heard Julie and Sugar's excited squeals as the track got hot.
they raced parallel to the firebreak towards the Jeep before curling back higher on the hill. Sugar and Dixie had on the "electric pine limbs" (shock collars). I won't use them unless I'm 100% certain that they are running a deer. The race curled back towards the jeep near the top of a ridge. The woods through there were thick with overplanted pines. The dogs dropped over to the opposite side of the ridge before turning and racing straight away. I ran trying to get to the top before they topped the next hill. To late, they were gone chasing a whitetail.

I caught up with them a hour later near the Shady Grove Church on Green Burt. Mazie, Julie and Dixie ran over to me and turned belly up. They knew they had done wrong. I put them in their box and went to get Sugar. I said "Come here, Sugar!" she looked at me and I saw the change come over her. "Oh my God What is he going to do to me. He's going to .... I just know it" and she was off into the woods. Most of my readers will remember we went through this exact same thing in the same area last May " Sugar, besides not traveling well, is also something of a mental case. Someone somehow ruined her.

Now, like I told you in “Sugar’s back Dang it” I wouldn’t see much need in looking for Sugar except…..she has on a expensive collar. I hope when I see her again, she comes to me, otherwise, I’ll have to bring the collar back alone.

Tenn game tonight.
War Damn Eagle

I'm loading 2's utility trailor with my deer stands and camping gear. The camping gear is packed in plastic tubs with the tops duct taped down. White gas stove and lantern, oil lamp, weather box, toliet and all the rest of the creature comforts I've come to expect for my deer hunting trip on a pine plantation near Seale, Alabama.

My hunting clothes have been packed with pine boughs for the last few weeks. The arrows are scattering in a wide area around the target, the more likely for me to get a hit when he jumps the string.
heh

I'm going to run Julie, Mazie, Sugar and Dixie in the morning. I'll cache my gear then, in advance of my camping trip which will start on the 14 of October until .......