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.
A fine looking hound indeed.
ReplyDeleteMy brother-in-law had a dog just like Jug named Buddy. Damn good hunter...
ReplyDeleteInteresting 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.
ReplyDeleteBarb, 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.
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