This isn't RTSpring worthy, not really even close but it was an enormous surprise and I will never forget it
I had the day off so I decided to grab my nine-month old terrier/spaniel (avatar) and do a grouse hunt since the MF deer season is over and elk doesn't start until tomorrow.
The fog was thick and the grouse were too. We got into them in a hurry and even though I only had my .22 Ruger pistol, I was able to knock a couple down within a half hour.
Delia is getting much better and her mouth is soft enough now that I don't have to worry about her destroying all my birds
We got down to a creek bottom and she takes off running uphill like she's been turpentined
"hey! get back here!" I yelled after her to no avail.
The next thing I hear is her howling like she's possessed and then yelping and squealing
Needless to say, I took off up the hill like the D3 track star that I am
I clear the top of the hill to see her tangled up with a raccoon, growling and snapping. That thing had her pinned down and I knew she couldn't live long beneath a raccoon bigger than her. I ran over yelling and grabbed that thing and threw it off her. When it hit the ground and ran off, she was right on its tail howling just like the black and tan coonhound that she has trained with
She ran that coon up a tree and gave a measly "tree" like only a 50% cocker spaniel could
that sucker was only about 20' up the tree and I walked over and plugged him.
Hope you enjoyed the story. I am so proud of her (despite the oddity and fact that I was grouse hunting) and so glad she didn't get hurt beyond a few scratches.
