Bad Day Rabbit Hunting

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red rick

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This was a terrible day for me rabbit hunting . We killed 9 by 2:00 o'clock , but my best dog was killed in a freak accident . The land owner was driving my nephew back down the dirt road to get his truck and ran over the dog we think . He was barely moving ( you could walk that fast ) and I guess the dog got up under a tire . My nephew heard the dog yelp and they stopped and saw the dog laying in the dirt road about 30 feet behind them and he was dead . They never felt a bump or anything .

I feel so bad right now , he was a great dog already at 15 months old , not just hunting , but he also was a dog that would have made a great pet . I can not think of any faults in him .

There are 3 more weeks left in the season , but right now , I do not feel like going anymore this year . This was my first pack . I have a 3 year old , a 16 month old and two 6 month old puppies that just started running with the other dogs last week . I don't think my pack is going to be strong enough without Jasper , he really backed up the 3 year old , they made a good team .

RIP Jasper , I will miss you .
 
I gave up rabbit hunting, after my favorite beagle, "Jake" died. I know your pain. Even after 20 years, I still get weepy. He was also a pet and house dog. I have refrained from getting another dog.

Nothing sounds better, than a pack of beagles, hot on a rabbit trail. Jake leading the pack and throwing his head back, howling.

Damn, someone is cutting onions this early in the morning.
 
I lost my jake, a brittany bird dog, family dog, kids pet, house dog. Field trial dog...best bird dog i could hope to have. He slept under the truck on the cool concrete in the summertime. I ran over him on the fourth of July.

Many years have passed, but i still miss him, and talk about him.


A landlord of ours kept and ran foxhounds. It was big sport around here in the 40s and 50s. His daughter is in her 80s now, but she still remembers her dad crying on the front steps of their house at sunup, holding 7 dog collars......all killed by a train.
 
I guess the only solace I get ( along with your kind words ) is that he died doing what he loved to do and he ran 8 rabbits that day . He had a rabbit voice that you could easily distinguish from any other dog , what a beautiful voice. I am still trying to make sense of this .

I forgot to mention that the breeder that we got him from , called right after this happened , at almost the same time I found out it happened . How strange is that , he is not someone we talk to regularly . We talked about a future breeding of the exact same pair of dogs , but I don't know because the rest of my dogs are a Blackcreek bloodline now ( except one ) , so I just might try and find a Blackcreek male , they are hard to find in my area though .
 
Tough to lose a dog, even tougher when they are in their prime. Sorry for your loss.
 
Yeah , that was the bad part because he was so good now and he was not even in his prime yet . I can only imagine how good he would have been when he was 3 or 4 years old .
 
I hope I can this coming Saturday , just for the other dogs . Right now my house is just like CaptHank's house , someone is peeling onions near me . I can only imagine how my nephew feels , because he worked with the dogs the most and made him into the great dog that he was . He trains the dogs all year long and loves it , they just don't sit in the kennel waiting on the next hunting season . He is very involved with them all year .
 
Sorry about your rabbit dog. Good ones are hard to find, and not easy to replace.

One of the older men that we were hunting with , who has been rabbit hunting forever and dropped out 10 of his dogs that day , was a little worried about our young pack running with his and made a joke that he would shoot the first one that ran a deer , but after the hunt he was asking if he could breed some of his dogs with ours . Our dogs were always in the hunt and with the front of the pack if not leading and picking the track back up when it was lost , even our 6 month old puppies that just started staying with the grown dogs the whole hunt last week are really good at picking up the track and maybe better than the grown dogs at that .
 
I am sorry about the loss of your dog. Unfortunately I can relate to what you are going through, as I lost a GSP to a vehicle on a pheasant hunt.
 
I am also sorry for y'all that have lost a dog . This is not the first dog that I have lost , but it is the first one in a long time . I lost my GSD about 10 years ago and haven't had the heart since to get another pet . I didn't think losing a hunting dog would hurt like this , but it does and I know how y'all feel .
 
I had two good Brittanies at the same time, my older dog, Clint, and a 1 1/2 yr. bitch, Sioux. I went deer hunting in Alabama for a week and my wife called and told me they both got out the same night and she found them dead on the side of the road where someone went off on the shoulder to kill them.

I didn't want to come home and see them that way ... but I did.
 
I feel your pain Patocazador , yours was even worst than what happened to mine . Mine was an accident and yours sounds deliberate .
 
I had two good Brittanies at the same time, my older dog, Clint, and a 1 1/2 yr. bitch, Sioux. I went deer hunting in Alabama for a week and my wife called and told me they both got out the same night and she found them dead on the side of the road where someone went off on the shoulder to kill them.

I didn't want to come home and see them that way ... but I did.

More "big nasty onions" being chopped here. I can't imagine how you felt, driving home. Bless you, Bob.
 
So sorry for your loss.
Here is something I came across a few years ago when I lost a very special dog.

Why Dogs Don’t Live As Long As Humans – Explaned By a 6 Year Old
February 24, 2013
This story Melt My heart so I wanted to share it. enjoy.

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ”I know why.”

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.

He said,”People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The Six-year-old continued,

”Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”


Remember, men don’t cry. We just water our beards from time to time. For those without beards, they’re trying to get one to grow.
 
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