Well....When we were kids and supposed to be home at dark, my Grandmother would stand on the porch and yell "Butchie!!!!" Then when the old gang gets together, it is fun to watch them say Butch and then look like they messed up.
Anyway
the guy who owned the Dogs had each on a tracker collar, It was interesting to look at where they went and see that a Rabbit would make his circle and the tracker lines for practical purpose would be on top of each other. The one they chased for over an hour made 4-5 big circles and the lines were practically on top of each other. I saw that Rabbit twice and when he hit any open area he was on a full out run and the Dogs were 50-75 yards behind. One guy finally got a shot, and he immediately said game over and went underground.
And the Mountain Cur was special...He would be just on a slow walk thru the wood and then would throw his head up and start barking at a tree.
