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Post by huntsemall on Jan 26, 2023 18:16:46 GMT -5
Ole boy is looking for a coonhound and hears that Ralph has one for sale. He meets Ralph and they Dicker for awhile before purchasing the hound. First night out, he turns the dog out and it prompty runs into a tree, then runs into the back of the truck. The ole boy is at first perplexed then figures out the hound is blind. Mad as the devil he goes to see Ralph complaining he sold him a blind hound. Ole Ralph just laughs and tells him "well I told you he don't look too good"
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Post by oldhoyt on Feb 27, 2023 12:32:46 GMT -5
Reminds me of a morning too many years ago. Several hunters congregated in the driveway at dawn, making plans for the first deer drive. The guy that lived there (Dick) had an old blind beagle named Hunter. He was freindly of course and was running from person to person, getting of good sniff of each pant leg. A guy we called Johnny Logger (because he was one) was wearing some logging pants that he claimed were good cover scent. His pant legs were stiff from the knee down and completely coated with pine pitch and shavings. When Hunter got to Johnny he gave a good sniff, lifted his leg and let fly all over Johnny's leg. Johnny was a little surprised, looked at Dick and said "What the heck (or something like that)!?" Dick hardly looked up, turned his head to spit some Redman, and said "Well I'll be damned, them pants are good cover scent."
Maybe a "had to be there" kind of thing, but I still laugh when I think of it. Thanks for the reminder Huntsemall!
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