Monday, April 13, 2009


On the back of the photo my grandfather scribed:This is Jug. He is past 8 years old now. He is one of the best strike and track dogs I have ever hunted with in my life. All night tree dog. Good coon killer. He is the same every night, never fails to hunt in my company.

In darker ink at a later time he scribed: He is a track dog second to none and always has been. Now he is dead.

Growing up I always heard about Jug. One of my grandfather's top hounds. A beautiful white and tan. I couldn't wait til the day I'd my own hound dog. When that day came I didn't get a Walker hound or a Mountain Cur. No coon hound for me. I got a full blooded Beagle. A rabbit hound. Not knowing what to name him my mother suggested Jug. Said, "He was your grandpa's favorite coon hound." That name stuck. And my first dog became Jug.


  1. My brother-in-law had a dog just like Jug named Buddy. Damn good hunter...

  2. Interesting thing about hounds is they become fixated on the scent or sight of the hunt. I've owned a black and tan coonhound, but a show dog, named Odie; and a Borzoi who would go after rabbits and coyotes in a field.

  3. Barb, thanks for stopping by. I could detail how my grandfather trained a hound but also how he broke one from trailing the wrong animal. But that'd be a bit rough. He was pretty old school and a hell of a story teller.