Which reminds me of the S Texas version

Buddy shoots a doe and wounds her.. We trail her that morning until I get a couple of 45s into her, and then again the same... finally decide to go get a dog.

Go back, the word is eat first... take my Justin Snake boots off and put on my crocs...

Well, all of a sudden someone is in the ranch truck in a hurry with the dog to go find the doe... I went... forgot about the crocs...

Lets just say I'd trade wet feet for following the catahoula through brush to bay the doe and finish her.. Any day. This about 15 miles north of Laredo... for those that know the country...


We can keep Larry Root and all his idiotic blabber and user names on here, but we can't get Ralph back..... Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, over....