So Ghost Dog is back.
A year ago, two dogs showed up at my place. I figured that they were deer hounds abandoned by the piece of shit dog hunters who belong to the nearby hunt club. You see here in East NC running deer with dogs is legal; you get a pack of hounds, drop them off on one side of a stretch of woods or swamp, then drive to the next closest road, and wait for the deer to run across. You shoot across the road. Yes, it is incredibly stupid, unsafe, and unsportsmanlike. The fat bastards barely leave their trucks. And yet it is kept legal in NC since it is a 'tradition'. They do the same thing with bear, which we have a lot of in the woods next to my house.
That isn't even the worst thing. If the dogs aren't good hunters, or they get old, the hunters just take the dogs ID collars off and let them go. The hunters don't want to have to spend the money to feed them anymore. So you get starving dogs wandering everywhere. They wind up as roadkill, or nuisances. And the sad thing is due to their nature as hounds they are very sweet and gentle dogs. They don't attack folks. They just want to eat and don't understand what they did wrong to be abandoned. it is incredibly sad.
SO we fed these two white hounds, named Peaches and Ghost Dog by us. We took them to the vet-turns out they had been fixed, which is odd since most hunters wouldn't have spent that on a hunting dog. Both had heartworms. To make a long story short, Ghost dog wandered off; we figured she died since she seemed to be in bad shape. Peaches died while we were out of town-we don't think she was strong enough to endure the heart worm treatments.
And then two days ago Ghost Dog returns, covered in grape sized ticks. I mean completely covered. Melissa gave her some Frontline, and sure enough by the next day all the ticks were gone. We will worm her today. I don't want the damn thing around because she might get my pooches sick, but unfortunately I hate to see any animal suffer. SO she is sleeping in the feed barn.
Anybody want an old hound dog?
Oh AND Bear, my youngest dog, found a nest of baby rabbits yesterday. Bastard. Only one casualty so far, but he brought me another, uninjured one this morning while I was headed out the door. M put it back in the nest. Bear is inside from now on, or at least until the rabbbits can run or something not under my control finds them.
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