Windows to the soul...

What do these eyes say?

Ode' to the Tramp

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A brindle coat

Covered a heart of gold

The heart of a Champion

Blended with Gladiator might

                                                                  

Always one step ahead

He was the one

To take the lead

Facing

Phantoms

Ghosts if you will..

Becoming

Every hog hunters

Dream

He never backed down

Always in the lead

There for the job

With a grin

At the end of the race

For friendship

Is the most important?

Knowing each other

Is there for the other

Friends forever

No matter what separates?

Pals like these will

Never be forgotten….

Jack the Ranch Dog

First time at the pond

So we took the pups to their first time to see water. The adventure was great! They all got introduced to something that they are going to have to get used to water. I would hope one day that they become swimmers like I have seen in swim races for other hound dogs, that would be awesome! Anyway they did get their feet wet, so that is a start.:)

And Finally Tank

Tank is my husband's dog. Both of them had a bond from the start. Tank was one of the biggest of the litter. My husband and Tank had one of those instant bonds. At and early age Tank was one of the most rowdiest of them, and always had the head of the line for food. As you can see by his three week old picture here he was a talker.

Tank flew threw his obedience training like a champ. He is willing to try anything at anytime. My husband and him are great friends, he is the go to dog for just about everything my husband wants to do. They became a lot closer in June of last year when my husband's other best friend a Queensland heeler named Daisy Ann who was just turning three was inhumanely poisoned while staying at his mother's house, where in fact all the mother and brother of Daisy Ann were also poisoned by a vindictive neighbor who did not like animals of any kind. Needless to say that case is still being investigated.

Anyway Tank and my husband (pictured above) are enjoying each other's company and plan on tons of future hunting trips of all kinds. Tank is a very sweet and loving dog with excellent manners. He is a dominate type of dog that looks forward to a good challenge. Tank will be an excellent addition to the pack and brings with him a ton of courage and boundless energy.

Introducing Drum

The next one in line to be introduced is Drum. He was born toward the begining of the litter with average weight. He is what other houndsman consider a pack dog. Drum enjoys being part of a group human or canine. He is not the sharpest tool in the shed where obedience is concerned as heal and down where two of his hardest to understand. But he makes up for his faults with a willingness to try anything once or twice.

The best part about Drum is his nose and his singing voice. Other houndsman with years more experience then I have said that Drum is what they call a rig dog, or a striker. That means they would put him on their truck and wait for him to catch wind of whatever prey they are looking for. Drum having a sharp nose out on a scent would be the first one to sound off or open up. Hearing him set loose his open mouthed bawl is a joy to hear.
I look forward to the day that we are able to put his great nose to work doing what his mama was bred to do. For now he is my goof ball who always finding weird ways to get stuck.

Welcome Everyone!

Hello! I would like to start off this blog by introducing you to my hounds. Cypress was out first, my husband found her on the side of the road. Bringing her home we did not know how much of an impact it would make on our life. She was very skinny, and very loving. We found out about a month later that she was pregnant, also that she had gotten heart worm. Heart worm disease is easily preventable, but for what ever reason she was not so lucky. Cypress had a huge infection of it in her heart, the kind that can cause death. The puppies were born on 1/1/11. There was 11 total. Odd how numbers start popping up. 7 weeks into the their growth, and for some reason or another Cypress turned her aggression on other members of our canine family including one of her own puppies. Complications to her heart and pain had caused this.

We were hurt by this and decided to keep four of her puppies, these puppies I have decided to work and train to be the hunting dogs that their mother had been bred for. Also I found that in my family tree, my grandfather on my mom's side was an avid hounds man as well as his before him. Not to mention that on my father's side they too kept a kennel of hounds. So in keeping a family tradition and to honor Cypress's passing I am on a mission to train these puppies for what they were bred to do.