As a few of you may know , I have one fine hunting dog . "Jack The wonder Airedale "
He is a born killer , a natural hunter , a dog not to be trifled with .
When he was a pup I would sic him on the cats . I didn't like the buggers on the car or on
front step .Wife didn't like the dumps in her flower garden.
In the beginning it was rather one sided , the cats all being equal size to and thinking they
were tougher than Jack ,bloodied his nose and tore his ears .
As he got older , wiser and a bit better , he begin to catch the cats . After a few more
bloody noses and torn ears he perfected the "neck snap "
The learning process was not with out a few tears on the wifes part but she managed to
learn to love Jacks neat dispatch of the flower crappin varmints.
With the dispatch of the cat problem ,the mouse population rejoiced and procreated to
epidemic numbers in celebration .
Seeing that all attempts at transplanting wild cats from town to the out buildings here had
failed .... I took Jack aside and explained that he would now be responsible for rodent
control .
He has taken his duty serious and runs the trap line daily . When ever he finds a mouse in
the traps he gives the hue and cry .
If one does not respond right quickly he proceeds to peel open the traps to dispatch the contents .
I have learned that lesson in the pocket book
... $15 per trap , 10 traps .... yep I'm a fast learner .
I have taken to putting traps under the step with a brick on top .( saves money that way
)
I retrieve the trap and dump it's contents into a 5 gallon pail .
Jack then reaches in and grabs the rodents in the jaws of death . Purees them and gives them a decent burial .
Usually in the wifes garden , the grass compost pile , freshly cultivated trees , snow bank ,
depends on the season.
So this morning I let him out and in a few minutes he is giving notice .
MOUSE IN TRAP ! MOUSE IN TRAP !
A quick look , and a dump in the pail and out jumps 3 mice ! Jack promptly grabs one
crunched it a half dozen times , spits it out goes for the second ,but the 1st is making
an attempt to crawl away . He spits the second one out , grabs up the first finishes it off and
goes for the 3rd.
One happy Airedale , he is resting calmly on his bed as I type this ...
Another great day Hunting in Montana
He doesn't look to happy @ having "his catch " Displayed
Three non-breeders less to contend with .
"Good Job Jack "
