Kye 77 Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 Got out with famous NASCAR driver (F.R) last night for a shine and a look around...we have one of FR's old digging buddies coming here for a few days next week, and we got young RatKilla coming over real soon, so we decided to have a butchers, and see what was moving...a nice cold front was causing the game to move and we lucked out big time... We usulay start around 11.00pm, and dont get much until the 1.00am mark, then the shit realy hits the fan, and we usulay run outta dogs buy then!..lol. But last night we got out early, and had quite a few 'first's' for our team,... We had 'Slag' and 'Tor' out last night, both staghounds, but from very different lines...Tor hasnt been out for a shine yet this season, and my male Stag (Blister) has cut the webbing on his front left foot, so he is in rehab (screaming the fecking house down as we left in protest!) So we make our way to a new place we have just gotten permission on, a VERY large bit of land...we was moving along a gravel road, and FR was just saying how good the area looked, and me agreeing fully, when i hit the switch and feck me, there was SIX Raccoons out in this field buy a small creek...dogs out, and feck me if they didnt grab one apieace!...our first double...Slag, who is now a veteran at this game, soon has her game necked, and is dealing with it in only the manner that she knows how...Tor on the other hand, had a terrible season last year, breaking her tail twice, and then her NECK...so she spent more than 3/4 of the season in the kennel...poor bugger. The lack of exsperiance on Bandits was evident, and she had a hard job finding out where to grab the bloody thing...once she had a hold, FR slipped in to get things ended humanly...after all, effective pest control, is HUMANE pest control!... Dogs loaded up, and off up the road... We seen two pairs of eyes in the road, real close together, and we think its a pair of skunks, so we hit the gas peddle and we are gonna try and run the 'orrible things over...as we get near, FR slows down, as its a pair of small coon cubs...we watch them trunndle off up the road with the dogs going fecking ape shit!, trying to go through the windshield!..lol. We then have a similarly fun time, when the dogs spot the farmers cat, and FR nearly gets his hat ripped off his head, and nearly lost an ear to a brace of, buy know, very wound up, in drive Staghound bitchs..lol...a few swift over hand rights, soon has the dogs calmed down and in the back, and a little hug with FR soon has him happy with the world again. We where given strict instuctions to kill all cats on site, as the lads in that area are keen bird hunters, and the amount of cats being dumped in the area buy 'Townies' is crazy!...but we happen to know that this ginger cat was the farmers, so he was safe.... We get about 6-7 miles up the road, and a pair eyes in the road, and its a cat...i dont like messing with them normally, but if we dont do summat about them, we lose are permission, so, foot on the gas, dogs out the back, cat caught...Tor also decided to carry the cat back into the truck, and then the dead cat decided it didnt want the contents of its bladder and pissed in my truck... :sick: ...fecking magic! Up the road a little further and theres a fecking monster of a coon in a cut field...dogs out, and on him in a flash...feck me this fellah must have seen a few farm dogs off in his day, because he new how to have a row!...fur flying every where, but there was a ditch and a fence to cross, so it took us a while to get there and sort things out... Now i do feed my dogs,...but for some reason, Slag has the horrible habit of eating things...i cant imagine a coon tastes good, because good only knows, they dont fecking smell like summat you would wanna eat!...but Slag loves 'em!...just as we go there, FR has the camera, snapping away while i try and get a hand on its tail, and get things ended...the flash of the camera is going off, FR is giggling like a school girl, and i cant see whats going on coz the torch has run outta juice... I grab for the coon, and i dont know how it happened, but my pinky (little finger for the lads back home!..lol.) went straight up the coons chocolate starfish!.. :sick: ...it just went straight in, right upto the knuckle...ive had a harder time with lass' that was willing!..lol. So im dragging the fecker back to the truck, Tor wont let go of the bloody coons neck (who is long dead buy now) and Slag is going to town getting a few mouthfulls of what looks like whoop-ee cushions, and sausages!... :sick: The dogs buy now are getting tired...its still early in the season for us, due to the warm weather, and crops coming down late... On the way back to the house, we see another right in the middle...the dogs make the 200 yard dash, and then there is a running fight with the coon for 20 yards before either dog can make a decent hold on him...he was a decent 20lber that had been around buy the looks of things... Quote of the night goes to FR... "f**k me, it smells like hot blood in here!"... I do have pics on my PC, but i cant post pics for shit, so i will give FR a call and ask him to do the biz!...ended the night with 4 coon, one feral, and an un-Godly odour on my right pniky finger! Kye,.. Quote Link to post
Chubs 0 Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 Top read that kye, you sound bloody native! Quote Link to post
Guest MIKE1 Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 Got out with famous NASCAR driver (F.R) last night for a shine and a look around...we have one of FR's old digging buddies coming here for a few days next week, and we got young RatKilla coming over real soon, so we decided to have a butchers, and see what was moving...a nice cold front was causing the game to move and we lucked out big time... We usulay start around 11.00pm, and dont get much until the 1.00am mark, then the shit realy hits the fan, and we usulay run outta dogs buy then!..lol. But last night we got out early, and had quite a few 'first's' for our team,... We had 'Slag' and 'Tor' out last night, both staghounds, but from very different lines...Tor hasnt been out for a shine yet this season, and my male Stag (Blister) has cut the webbing on his front left foot, so he is in rehab (screaming the fecking house down as we left in protest!) So we make our way to a new place we have just gotten permission on, a VERY large bit of land...we was moving along a gravel road, and FR was just saying how good the area looked, and me agreeing fully, when i hit the switch and feck me, there was SIX Raccoons out in this field buy a small creek...dogs out, and feck me if they didnt grab one apieace!...our first double...Slag, who is now a veteran at this game, soon has her game necked, and is dealing with it in only the manner that she knows how...Tor on the other hand, had a terrible season last year, breaking her tail twice, and then her NECK...so she spent more than 3/4 of the season in the kennel...poor bugger. The lack of exsperiance on Bandits was evident, and she had a hard job finding out where to grab the bloody thing...once she had a hold, FR slipped in to get things ended humanly...after all, effective pest control, is HUMANE pest control!... Dogs loaded up, and off up the road... We seen two pairs of eyes in the road, real close together, and we think its a pair of skunks, so we hit the gas peddle and we are gonna try and run the 'orrible things over...as we get near, FR slows down, as its a pair of small coon cubs...we watch them trunndle off up the road with the dogs going fecking ape shit!, trying to go through the windshield!..lol. We then have a similarly fun time, when the dogs spot the farmers cat, and FR nearly gets his hat ripped off his head, and nearly lost an ear to a brace of, buy know, very wound up, in drive Staghound bitchs..lol...a few swift over hand rights, soon has the dogs calmed down and in the back, and a little hug with FR soon has him happy with the world again. We where given strict instuctions to kill all cats on site, as the lads in that area are keen bird hunters, and the amount of cats being dumped in the area buy 'Townies' is crazy!...but we happen to know that this ginger cat was the farmers, so he was safe.... We get about 6-7 miles up the road, and a pair eyes in the road, and its a cat...i dont like messing with them normally, but if we dont do summat about them, we lose are permission, so, foot on the gas, dogs out the back, cat caught...Tor also decided to carry the cat back into the truck, and then the dead cat decided it didnt want the contents of its bladder and pissed in my truck... :sick: ...fecking magic! Up the road a little further and theres a fecking monster of a coon in a cut field...dogs out, and on him in a flash...feck me this fellah must have seen a few farm dogs off in his day, because he new how to have a row!...fur flying every where, but there was a ditch and a fence to cross, so it took us a while to get there and sort things out... Now i do feed my dogs,...but for some reason, Slag has the horrible habit of eating things...i cant imagine a coon tastes good, because good only knows, they dont fecking smell like summat you would wanna eat!...but Slag loves 'em!...just as we go there, FR has the camera, snapping away while i try and get a hand on its tail, and get things ended...the flash of the camera is going off, FR is giggling like a school girl, and i cant see whats going on coz the torch has run outta juice... I grab for the coon, and i dont know how it happened, but my pinky (little finger for the lads back home!..lol.) went straight up the coons chocolate starfish!.. :sick: ...it just went straight in, right upto the knuckle...ive had a harder time with lass' that was willing!..lol. So im dragging the fecker back to the truck, Tor wont let go of the bloody coons neck (who is long dead buy now) and Slag is going to town getting a few mouthfulls of what looks like whoop-ee cushions, and sausages!... :sick: The dogs buy now are getting tired...its still early in the season for us, due to the warm weather, and crops coming down late... On the way back to the house, we see another right in the middle...the dogs make the 200 yard dash, and then there is a running fight with the coon for 20 yards before either dog can make a decent hold on him...he was a decent 20lber that had been around buy the looks of things... Quote of the night goes to FR... "f**k me, it smells like hot blood in here!"... I do have pics on my PC, but i cant post pics for shit, so i will give FR a call and ask him to do the biz!...ended the night with 4 coon, one feral, and an un-Godly odour on my right pniky finger! Kye,.. got any pic mate. sounds like you had fun Quote Link to post
skycat 6,173 Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 Laugh? Till I cried: Great read. thanks for that. Looking forward to the pics. Quote Link to post
Bosun11 537 Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 Great post and a great night Kye......keep 'em coming! Jusy one thing, when you dragged that second last coon over to the truck, it wasn't with that 'lodged pinky' was it!!? Quote Link to post
Guest world.hunters Posted November 6, 2007 Report Share Posted November 6, 2007 good read mate sounds like you had fun. look forward to pics w.h Quote Link to post
allgame 0 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 Great post and a great night Kye......keep 'em coming! Jusy one thing, when you dragged that second last coon over to the truck, it wasn't with that 'lodged pinky' was it!!? hahahahahahhahhahahhahahhahahhahahahahaha Quote Link to post
sighthound1811 6 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 it's night's like that you'll always remember!!! shame about your finger though :sick: sounds like you lads had a great night!!!!well done Quote Link to post
lurcherchavvy 3 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 sounds like you had fun wish my dog would go mad everytime it see a coon Quote Link to post
martin 332 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 Not sure what all the fuss is about KYE,most women would love a RING on their finger :sick: Quote Link to post
salukixminshaw 1 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 well done mate i wish y could kill coons over here Quote Link to post
F.R. 2 Posted November 7, 2007 Report Share Posted November 7, 2007 Nice read Kye, but go ahead and wash that pinkie finger already...... :stink: :sick: Quote Link to post
Kye 77 Posted November 8, 2007 Author Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 I dont know what your on about FR, thats the first time ive ever had anyone offer to bite my nails for me...lol. I tried for about 45 minutes last night, to put them pics up and i cant figure it out!?...maybe when your not to busy you can stick them up mate...just to keep this blood thirsty lot satified!..lol. Kye.. Quote Link to post
F.R. 2 Posted November 8, 2007 Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 I dont know what your on about FR, thats the first time ive ever had anyone offer to bite my nails for me...lol. That wife of yours is game for anything, gotta love her...... Quote Link to post
ratkilla 35 Posted November 8, 2007 Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 Good on ye lads and them dogs, I cant wait to get over and see them dogs run and work the gear you have where you are . . . but on the other hand i'm a bit concerned about kye's finger "just" slipping up the coon's shitter And it would be nice if you kept your hands to your self when i visit kye because i wanna keep my ring pieace virginity as it is Quote Link to post
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