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Neighbour called this mourning@ around 8:00am said a bobcat had killed a game hen and wanted to know if i still had hounds. Told him i did but had a funeral and couldn't get out until around 1:00pm. Loaded the kids ol opossum hound as soon as i got home and headed out on the 4wheeler. Dumped ol sarah behind the chicken yard and went to drifting into the timber. She opened here and there acted like she would have rather stayed in her heated dog house. This went on for 30 mins or so and then she took out like a pup would on a deer track ( it wasn't by the way ) all alond her trail i saw chicken feathers and thought it would all be ending soon she was choping steady as i toped a brushy rocky hill. Then she went under some cedar trees & went stone cold silent let out some whines here and there, the snow was melted for a couple hundred yards at this point. I looked in every tree within sight poured the ground over and cast her out further and further but never picked up the cat again, not sure what happened but we will try'er again soon. I am plotting my revenge in the form of an ol pale faced walker hound

another bobcat mystery. Well, you wrote the first chapter of your mystery book. We are waiting for the next installment!
keep us posted.

Last night i took that same ol plott female (sarah) and my 2 year old walker male and just walked into the country where Howard ( my nieghbour) see's the cat from time to time. It was real windy and about 21 degrees so i didnt expect alot from either with the wind. Sarah struck anlong the edge of a big fescue field @ first she was booger barking so i kept the walker dog on leash and listened she started moving east between the field and a froze creek, i let oscar the walker loose he is real tight mouthed and so he just kinda drifted to her. I stood there fighting the wind listening when i hear sarah open about 500 yards away then ol oscar bolts past me from behind now almost nocking me down on the ice when the two go silent for about a minute when i hear'em across the dirt road and on to the hillside to the south, now sarah kinda opens when she strikes and then just here and there and oscars worse so you gotta keep moving with them.I head that direction when sarah comes back towards me sniffing like hell in the middle of the dirt road and then i hear oscar 300 yards further south near the paved county road sounds like cold trailing the he's gone sarah bolts and they head off into a real thick creek draw my little pitbull dog lucy runs off with them, she is just a pet but likes to go along, both dogs make a loss where the snow has melted and turned back to ice under the trees. I keep speaking to ol sarah to "look for em" which helps her if it gets real tuff, oscar comes in and takes back offf when across the creek and down a super rough draw we here sarah go treed. I crawl my way to her because of the ice and 35 foot banks turn on my bandit 12volt light and theres is the biggest red oak tree i ever saw lying on its side down in the draw washed out from the summer floods. Oscar is whining like hell trying to get to sarah who is trying to get into the roots system thats as big as my living room and oscar who is much larger tries, lucy the pitbull is there barking just because her buddies are. I tried for about an hour to get to them but the waters around 6 foot under the ice that i knew wouldn't hold my big butt, and the limbs the cat took to get in there are two small to support me. Sarah comes to me to try and incourage me to come help so i have to catch her and call osacr over to me. I hated to leave like that aafter all the work my dogs did but i hated to swim in that weather and if thats the cats home i wont kill one @ home, its just my deal but if a cat makes it home he wins.So i took the back track home the tracks looked bigger than the other day but i was real tired and stoked about my dogs work so they probably really werent. But i'll keep after it these aint catdogs there low dollar coon hounds one was a wash out the other i picked up on craigslist for free when she wouldn't bay a hog. But they work for me

David, cat hunters don't get stumped do they .
Waylon, you ain't cat hunting if you don't get stumped.
Keep after em and sooner or later you'll come up with the prize.

Budd Denny wrote:Waylon, you ain't cat hunting if you don't get stumped.
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Sounds like another one for the cat hunters book of proverbs.

Thanks for the stories Waylon. It lets truck drivers like me go hunting with you. I Appreciate it.

your welcome i know it aint lions or bears and lots of guys are catching bobs and posting, but i'll bet they dont post all the times they went home empty handed wish i was smarter maybe i'd do the same

We just got back from cat camp yesterday. I was thinking of all the dinner chat and realized the mistery cats get far more converation time time than the treed cats.

I have a bald spot where I walk away scratchin my head.....LOL

Don

good to know i am not alone after all

sounds like you need a lil black dog along

If its only the second time you have been stumped on bobcats you are doing well I cant count how many have made the get away on me over the years. keep after them every once in awhile a person gets lucky. later, Andy

Doogie i am starting to think i need to learn to track cats my self, just got home its 14 degrees, zero wind fresh soft snow walked both dogs on top of fresh cat tracks on a new clearing a dozer made, no barks, no whines no nothing. took em through every rock out cropping draw dozer pile ?????? Hell i could tracked him down by sight if i had the time Gotta get a dog with some nose? or Drive? or Somthing??? I woulda been happy with a ring tail tonight. Oh well hope all yall are feeling sorry for me right now
God Bless hope some one else had better luck

Doogie what kind of lil black dog you talking about, Black& Tan, Hell right now i would try a weiner dog if he track. Makes me miss them ol Finley river dogs i used to have least u could cold trail on a bad night

Dont worry guys i aint gonna keep posting my failures, i just aint got any good news to brag about latley Oh and twist it sure aint the second time its more like ... well i aint gonna admit home many but its plenty i can assure ya im just starting all over with some reject dogs, I used to have some dog power here but like a dumb a$* sold them cause i wanted to be a big time hog hunter, now i am trying to get some good hounds back and these two pot lickers were all i could come up with on a moments notice

Waylon you were big time on TexaS Boars.
you had some good dogs

Thanks, alot Frog. Maybe i should have kept some hog dogs and converted them over atleast I could hear a dog bark @ somthing

waylon wrote: Dont worry guys i aint gonna keep posting my failures,

I haven't seen you posting how you stayed home and watched tv instead of getting out with your dogs. That would be posting your failures.

What I love about it, is that one of these days you are going to catch a bobcat and when you post it you might even hear the cheering coming from all over North America.
We get to know your struggles, which are much like what we all have experienced, and then your victory is going to be so much sweeter.

When I started trying to catch bobcat, I am quite sure I had put on over 100 tracks before I ever caught one. It was a long hard self imposed cruel and unusual torture. But when I caught that first cat, I am pretty sure there is no drug on earth that could have made me feel better than I felt at that moment.

It kinda sucked when I brought my cat to a govt. hunter I knew to show him and he says... "look at him he is so full of rabbit he couldnt even move"..Ha Ha. He was too. But I still have that moment under that first cat.

Dont worry about us Waylon. Keep us posted. Millions love reality TV. Well I guess your posts are reality Big Game board.

I enjoy the failures more than the victories, Those I can relate too much more often!.. I had a Chance to buy a Good Bobcat dog and I'd be in a much different position if I had, But doing it from the ground up is respectable..

Don't get me wrong, there are many days that i wish I'd bought that dog and I'm sure I'd bee seeing allot more Bobcat trees.. But somehow after a while I convince myself that I better off learning the hard way..