YOUR NOT A FOX HUNTER I AM A FOXHUNTER.NO NO I SAID I WAS A FOXHUNTER . NO I SAID IT .NO I SAID IT FIRST . NO I DID. I WANNA BE A FOXHUNTER... THIS IS POTHETIC IF ANY BODY WANTS TO BASH ME GO FOR IT BUT MAN UP AND CALL ME 910-494-4190PATTERSON

I am a houndsman.When I was fourteen years old I read the book WHERE THE RED FERNS GROW---nine times. I wanted some coon hounds so bad I couldn't stand it but we lived in town and my father never liked dogs. I kept on untill he bought me a bluetick started dog.I would hunt him behind the house on the branch and he treed a few possums in town. My dad as I said didn't like hunting or dogs but he took me and that ol dog coonhunting in the swamps where we had hunting rights on. He would sit in the truck and I would hunt the dog. I also would take him occasionally with a guy that had two trained treeing walkers. Well I was young and the dog had red mange so i had to treat him every week with paramite....back then there was no cure for it. I wasn't able to hunt enough so I gave the dog to another coonhunting buddy of the guy that had the two treeing walkers. Ten years later I met a guy that hunted with that ol bluetick named Lead and he wound up making the fella a cracker jack dog.

Then when I was fifteen my uncle was a foxhunter and he gave me a running walker pup and this fella gave me a year old smallish female black and tan hound about 35 lbs. or so. Well I was into deer hunting then and ran them with the club. I had fun but the dogs stayed lost more than at home. The black and tan got stolen and the Walker got out of the pen at the house and got run over and killed in town. By the way my uncle was a true outside foxhunter for this was in the mid to late seventies and there were few deer around here then. I went with him a few times and his pack caught a gray fox at night and in the woods. He was mad cause he couldn't run him again.

I quit the hound hunting for awhile and still hunted deer some but when I got in my early twenties I got the coonhunting fever again. Well I met several guys my age and we all got pups and started training them. Some got run over, some got lost in deer chases and stolen but we persisted untill we got some good broke coon dogs. I had a pair of Treeing Walkers that would have the coon 99% of the time and I never went to a field trial and didn't care to.
One of the treeing walkers...a gyp...loved to tree squirrels and when she got to be about four years old I quit coon hunting her and squirrel hunted her. I will brag on her...I have yet to see another dog tree squirrels like she did. She was a 40lb dog and could move. If the squirrels were thick --and we only shot the ones she treed-- we killed fifteen squirrels in 400 to 500 yds in hardwoods. If they weren't out good she would hunt out and find them and tree and always had the squirrel.If he wasn't there he was in a hole.

A buddy of mine and I were hunting this dog one evening and he took a .410 pump shot gun and I always took a .22 rifle and either barked em or shot them in the head when I could. No offense, but he couldn't shoot. Well my dog treed about a hundred yds. ahead and we walked up to the tree and stood back about 30 yds. I saw the squirrel and couldn't get him to see it and he wanted to try out that 410 but I was wanting to head shoot him for I rather eat a limb rat than a rabbit but he finally saw the dang squirrel and this tree was at least forty foot tall or more. Well he shot the squirrel or should I say peppered him with the 410 and the squirrel started running up the tree. My hound saw it and by the way she was a hard tree dog but when we shot she would quit barking and start looking. So he is pumping that lil gun and peppering that squirrel till he had him running wide open up that tree and when he hit the top he sailed out of the tree and I wish I had had a video camera for my dog saw the squirrel and started running and looking back at the squirrel as she was having to haul butt for she was gonnna catch him. Well she looked like a baseball player running for a ball hit over his head looking back to catch it and the squirrel wound up at least 40 yds from the tree and the hound barely missjudged the squirrel and she lept up six or eight feet and caught the squirrel in mid air. **** that 410 we should have just knocked him out and let her catch him.
Another time my brother and I went with this dog squirrel hunting. She treed and he had a shotgun and I had the 22. Well I had to show him the squirrel and he shot it and the hound ran to where he fell but no squirrel. she started circling wide open looking for him and we knew he was hit. Well it was fall and we were in hardwoods and the leaves were pretty deep. My bro and I were looking where the squirrel landed and the dog was searching out for him.Well I called her over to where the squirrel had landed and she sniffed around a bit then stuck her nose in a hole that leaves had covered up. The hole was only like five inches in diameter or so and then we saw the wounded squirrels head. We knew all he had to do was go down a little deeper and we'd never get him. Well the squirrel bit my dogs lip and held on and this hound very slowly eased her head out pulling the squirrel out of the hole and you could tell by the look on the dogs face that she knew if she pulled too hard he would let go and go back in the hole so she eased him out then turned her head to get him away from the hole then shook him off and bit him and killed him.

She lived to be thirteen and I hunted her untill she was eight.

Then I trained and ran rabbit beagles for ten years and had alot of fun at that. Then about five years ago I got into the foxhounds. I run in pens some and on the outside.

I am a houndsman and hunter. I appreciate any kind of good hunting dog and I have had a lot of fun with my own dogs, as well as, other folks hounds. I also have alot of respect for the cat hunters,mountain lion,bear, and any kind of hound hunter and his hounds along with the foxhunters and coonhunters.

I have learned alot about training all kinds of hounds from other people and some things I figured out myself.

It takes all the different kinds of hunters and hounds to make this good earth go round.

Patterson, there's no way anyone can argue with you better than you just did with yourself! (BARBER)

YOU DONE JUST WHAT I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE A GREAT DAY. PATTERSON

Patterson,exactly what are you going to do if someone does call you,use a real deep voice and give a scary tongue lashing!Get real man!! Phone calls or over the computer,not much difference!Change the subject a few know the deal and alot don't!!!! (BARBER)

NAH NO ARGUING HERE JUST CALL IT LIKE I SEE IT. I MUST OF STEPPED ON SOME TOES WITH THE FIRST POST. IF THE SHOE FITS WERE IT. BUT DAGON ITS THE SAME OLD SONG AND DANCE. TAKE YOUR OWN ADVICE AND GIVE IT UP. ITS ALL GRAVY PATTERSON

Adam,good talking to you on the phone!Heck, I was wrong this time it did work better than the computer,understood your point and you understood mine! Great conversation!(BARBER)

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