Sunday, September 20, 2009

SCENT HOUNDS

Your granddog was a Plott Hound. The first immigrant Plott had been a game keeper in Germany in the late 18th century. He immigrated here, and I mean here in what is now the adjoining county, late 18th or early 19th century. There were a fair number of Germans who settled this area along with the majority Scotts-Irish. Plott brought a breeding stock of boar dogs and from that the Plott hound is descended. My DB adopted one in Albuquerque without knowing anything about the breed or scent hounds in general. I warned him that the dog had been selectively bred to run well over 100 miles at night after some poor bear. Sure enough, when that dog gets the opportunity once the sun starts setting he's gone. When DB was here in '08 he brought his beloved Luke with him. He, Luke that is, blossomed in this environment. We had to close the dog door before the light began to fade. He never went far but is very wiley about avoiding capture. One night at about 2 AM DB was awakened by the dulcet sounds of a vigorous debate between Luke and a coyote up the mountain beside the house. Without my hearing aids I never have heard a coyote but, unfortunately, they are fairly numerous in these parts. Luke was fine during the daylight hours and made himself right at home in the yard or in the house. He, like Rufus, is extremely affectionate. Now you know more about Plott hounds than you ever cared to know.

Yes, the eyes have it.

It's cooling here and very rainy. All this rain will adversely effect the color season which, along with the economic climate, the tourist business here which normally flourishes in the fall. The brightest color comes later in October when the red maples, red oaks etc. turn with their glorious reds, oranges, yellows. Quite a contrast with the current conditions in dug land.

Jane

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