Todd Duncan Tennyson
Well-known member
i got the hounds out today for a chance at a swamp rooster
the corn was still on the stalk and made it pretty tough to do much other than to walk through endless green hallways
some of the corn is well over 7 feet tall
there is no way i can see over it or through it
about 2 yards into it
a dog just vanishes
ginger stayed close to me
usually within a few steps (and well out of the corn)
alex would disappear and i’d start to wonder if he was lost
or on scent somewhere
just about when i’d get ready to yell out for him
he’d pop out of the greenery about 30 feet away
his long pink tongue like a flag
his ancient scarred & seed covered face seemed to have a dog smile on it
this is what he was made to do
he is a working dog
and is not happy unless he is at work
he can chase cows or sheep or coyotes
he can fetch papers or fowl
or defend the home front
it is his calling to work
i am lucky he chose to work with me
it seemed good to walk those fields with those old dogs again
alex put one up but there was no way i could get a shot off
it flushed wild and away
i heard & watched it sail off in the other direction
later on we kicked up a rooster
but it flew right behind the berries and cackled
& gave us hell for trying
we saw a dozen mallards work the chute below the lake
circle back
to work it again
twisting and flashing corkscrews through their sky
framed by cottonwoods
yellowed and turning
giving in to autumn
letting their leaves fly
the corn was still on the stalk and made it pretty tough to do much other than to walk through endless green hallways
some of the corn is well over 7 feet tall
there is no way i can see over it or through it
about 2 yards into it
a dog just vanishes
ginger stayed close to me
usually within a few steps (and well out of the corn)
alex would disappear and i’d start to wonder if he was lost
or on scent somewhere
just about when i’d get ready to yell out for him
he’d pop out of the greenery about 30 feet away
his long pink tongue like a flag
his ancient scarred & seed covered face seemed to have a dog smile on it
this is what he was made to do
he is a working dog
and is not happy unless he is at work
he can chase cows or sheep or coyotes
he can fetch papers or fowl
or defend the home front
it is his calling to work
i am lucky he chose to work with me
it seemed good to walk those fields with those old dogs again
alex put one up but there was no way i could get a shot off
it flushed wild and away
i heard & watched it sail off in the other direction
later on we kicked up a rooster
but it flew right behind the berries and cackled
& gave us hell for trying
we saw a dozen mallards work the chute below the lake
circle back
to work it again
twisting and flashing corkscrews through their sky
framed by cottonwoods
yellowed and turning
giving in to autumn
letting their leaves fly
