John Carroll
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Registered: Jun 2003
Location: Talala, Oklahoma
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Just Trying To Be Neighborly (Pics)
I got a call this afternoon from a man who lives and owns property across the road from one of my hunting spots. His firat words were, "Did you do any good hunting on my place the other night?"
At first, I wasn't sure if I was going to get a tail chewing or what. A few nights ago, Jewel ran a coon over on him and treed it about 200 yards from his back porch. I just walked in and gathere her as quickly as possible.
I told him what the deal had been, and that I hadn't turned loose on him. He immediately began to reassure me that he was tickled to hear the dog tree behind his house, and would I please come back as soon as I could. It seemed he had been losing chickens to a smart old coon. He had tried to trap him but couldn't catch him.
So, a while after dark I pulled up and cut the dogs loose toward his chicken house onto a dry creek bed.
They struck almost immediately, and the race was on. That old coon ran like a scalded cat. He hit the big blackberry briar patches and did his best to shake them.
I had Jewel, Dandy, and my Roscoe pup out of Jewel along, and they were moving him on. Old Roscoe was getting himself a good snootfull of hot coon scent, and was moaning and groaning. 
They finally pushed him out of the big briar thickets and into some nice woods where i thought he would tree, but he wasn't in the notion.
He crossed out of that section heading south, and started across a big pasture. About a quarter in, he had to take a tree, a large Cottonwood.
Here was Jewel, singing a pretty tune...

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