2 springs ago we were hunting a big place.. Dogs rolled out and caught a sow and a boar hog pretty quick. Then they rolled way off and went about a mile into another big ranch. No way to get to them so we start trekking it in. We can hear em bayed so we know we're gonna need cd.
About halfway there a puppy tagging along with us bays a big spotted boar hog. Turn Obama loose and bam trainwreck and off to the races. The other boys went to the dogs bayed, while I chases Obama down. Mile and half later on foot get him caught and headed back to the other boys. They've been catching sow after sow with the dogs and have already stuck 6 by the time I get over to them. Big e meanwhile has gotten q truck around and picks me up. We're getting over towards the dogs and we notice 2 gyps are bayed right by us in a bad coupon thicket. I jump out and E tells me its just another sow, to turn Obama loose from about a 100 yards so i didn't have to fight him the whole way in. Well I get to a 100 yards and cut him loose. Still headed to them, about 60 yards out and the two gyps never missed a beat baying but I can see Obama treed there already. I finally get into them about a min later and find him caught on huge spotted Barr in a very steep and narrow creek.. Of course the gyps could care less about a caught hog and roll off. He was spinning everything direction making it tough to stay down in the creek long. Twice I almost had him and he through Obama off and put me up the bank or trees. Finally a 100 yards down the creek it flattens out and I was able to do the wheelbarrow.. It took about 3 throws and finally was able to get him caught. That's one of the worse Times Obama ever been cut, he almost even lost a toe but luckily a vet was hunting with us and sewed it back on
To this day I won't turn a CD loose without knowing where they are.. Especially when you're by yourself
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