I remember Dad saying dont let your dogs scrap with ****, they are nasty fighters, they roll onto their back and are all teeth and claws, as their bites can lead to a case of idiopathic acute polyradiculoneuritis.
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http://www.petwave.com/Dogs/Health/Coonhound-Paralysis.aspx
**** bite paralysis signs develop rapidly and often start with hind end weakness. Dogs then may have a change in their voice, become stiff and lose their leg reflexes. Most continue to urinate and defecate normally and can still wag their tails. They chew and swallow as usual, and their appetite and thirst are unaffected. The paralysis generally worsens for several days after signs appear, and then stabilizes. Most dogs recover spontaneously, without treatment and without any permanent damage.
For lighting back in the 1980's really brite flashlights were available, those zenon lamps were like becons were just begging the attention from the game warden.
So we used just enough light to get the job done, Brinkman made a decent 12 volt rechargeable lantern that was just like a 6 volt lantern but you pull the lamp assy directly out and stashed in there was the cigrette lighter plug to recharge on the go.
we used to sit up on high ground at night with the lights off and watch for night hunters, some the new guys had powerfull xenon lamps or million candle power hand spotlights and their area looked like a rock concert going full blast with lights flashing this way and that way and sometimes the lamp would send a beam straight up like a hollywood search light, they they'd flash a tree and the whole tree would light up, or flash the light out over a body of water/ice and again resulting in another searchlight like stab of light energy into the night sky.
What Im getting at is the less you call attention to your self the longer you get to hunt, call attention to your self by cutting fences, rileing livestock and creating a night time light show, all will eventually lead to a negative public view of your night hunting activites.
The next time something is wrong or missing the night hunters will shoulder the blame.
We always told our neighbors we were running **** hounds.
Our place was big enough to hunt on that we never really had to go run accross their places.
Another was asking folks that had huge tracts of land like big farms that center pivoted irrigated corn if we could hunt those field in the winter as they had more desireable environemnt to hunt.
They always had **** feeding on down corn in winter.
In the Sandhills we had a smaller darker prairie ****, lived in old coyote and badger dens.
They would sometimes tree in small hackberry, elm or cedar trees and in creek bottoms where huse old cotton woods could den a whole pile of ****.
To shine up in a tree with **** eyes reflecting back is what we called christmas trees.