Day two found us at Ten Mile Outfitters in Oberlin, LA. We worked my two pups with Dustin's Smutty dog. She is a 6 year old Parker. Conditions where cool and DRY as a bone. After the first hour of Smutty running and baying hogs my two starting getting out a bit. When Smutty would check, they would leave on her tail. Rockee would come back after a few minutes then Billy a few minutes later.
My pups wouldn't honor Smutty's bays. We live in a neighborhood where dogs bark constantly. We tried walking them to the bays. Once we would get into the woods Billy would put his nose down and go off in his own direction.
On about the third bay, all three dogs were in the same area. When the hogs broke they all gave chase. They chased the boar and sow across a trail. My two stopped and Smutty kept going. Billy put his nose down and went to work. After a few minutes he let out two barks. I figured he was just being a puppy. The guy I was with said the pig might be laid down. I foolishly disagreed. Billy kept working the same area with his nose down. Three or four minutes later he opened up bayed on the sow. Poor puppy was in thick straw grass taller than him. He couldn't really bay the pig and it got away after a minute or so. Boy was I PROUD.
