Rabbit Hunting with Beagles

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Use to do this when I was a kid with my grandfather. He had beagles and fox hounds. I've heard many stories of how they fox hunted all night for the pure pleasure of listening to the hounds. Amazing how they could tell exactly what was happening from a long distance by listening to the dogs. Brings back fond memories. Enjoy your new beagles.
 
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Use to do this when I was a kid with my grandfather. He had beagles and fox hounds. I've heard many stories of how they fox hunted all night for the pure pleasure of listening to the hounds. Amazing how they could tell exactly what was happening from a long distance by listening to the dogs. Brings back fond memories. Enjoy your new beagles.
I couldnt care less if I ever kill a rabbit. Hearing the dogs run is music to the ears.
 
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In 1972, my friends and I organized a feast in the woods. One’s stepmom owned a parcel of rural property. We parked on a broad shoulder of the dirt road and hauled everything ~1/4 mile to a glade in the woods. While we were setting up in the waning daylight, a group of beagle puppies wandered in. They got lots of lovin’ until they all moved off in the same direction. I sensed beagle mom but couldn’t quite see her in the gloaming. We reckoned the beagles belonged to the house on an adjacent parcel. It was an epic party.
 
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In 1972, my friends and I organized a feast in the woods. One’s stepmom owned a parcel of rural property. We parked on a broad shoulder of the dirt road and hauled everything ~1/4 mile to a glade in the woods. While we were setting up in the waning daylight, a group of beagle puppies wandered in. They got lots of lovin’ until they all moved off in the same direction. I sensed beagle mom but couldn’t quite see her in the gloaming. We reckoned the beagles belonged to the house on an adjacent parcel. It was an epic party.
Dad? Is that you?
 
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Dad? Is that you?
I wasn’t so reckless with my “vital essence” to have sired an unaccounted for offspring. Mr. Raincoat may have made your mom comfortable enough to stop taking the pill for a spell, but she succumbed to some other fella to get pregnant with you. Truth don’t have to hurt. You can buy me a drink, and we’ll swap stories sometime.
 

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