Posted by nightwalkingkennels
at 10:32 PM on May 25, 2009
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1 - puppy
187 - sacks of feed
187 - trips to the feed store
13 - 7 in 1 shots
9 - rabies shots
31 - bottles of wormer
12 -flea collars
6 - trips to the vet
7 - leads
8 - collars
4 - pairs of boots
3 - lights
2 - tracking system
3 - pairs of waders
2 - pair of coveralls
22 - tires
498 - tanks of gas
1 - transmission
21/2 - pick up trucks
2 - speeding tickets
1 - fine for no permit
3 - sprained ankles
1 - bad knee
2 - pints of blood
796 - late nights
68 - really late nights
7 - all nighters
2 - jobs
1 - marriage
2 - girlfriends
Mix these ingredients together for several years and you should have one fine coon dog. No cooking required.
Posted by nightwalkingkennels
at 12:30 AM on April 03, 2009
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I know a man, Ol' Tyler's the name,
He hunted his dog, not for fortune or fame.
Lil' Cop was a natural, he knew how to tree
He had all the ability unlike most you would see.
Cop started early, he was still just a pup,
Yet at three months old, he was done loading up.
He hated a coon and loved to tree, he
Was the smartest dog I ever did see.
He could run a cold trail, or one burning hot,
He was always alone more often than not.
He was a loner, liked it all to himself,
All the more trophies to add to the shelf.
He was a Nite Champion at 13 months old
And how Ol' Tyler loved the stories he told.
You could see it in his eyes, feel it from his heart,
I guess that's why they will never depart.
Copper is his buddy, companion, and friend,
A love that deep knows never an end.
They share the same passion, it's deep in their heart.
A man and his dog, they'll never depart.
Posted by nightwalkingkennels
at 03:10 AM on April 01, 2009
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Coon Hunting used to be a way of life, now it's a love, and passion.