Dog trainers always tell you to never send a dog into a situation it has not been trained to handle, to train for any and all circumstances one might find oneself in.

Got a call one night about a van riding Sicard Hollow Rd and shooting, prolly 1am er so. I get up, get dressed and get in the truck with Taz and wife(twice as mean as I am) and head out. As I'm driving down Sicard I meet the van, I spin around and blue light him....he won't stop...not fast, just won't stop....suddenly the drivers door open and the driver catapaults out and down the road, leaving the driverless van to hit the ditch. The driver is stiff legged bouncing like a cartoon down the road with me right behind him. Taz is beside herself!!! shocked shocked

The guy finally wrecks into the ditch, rolls, and starts to run up the embankment into the woods. I send Taz. She hits the windshield dead center. shocked I send her again...again its the windshield. Line of sight ya know.LOL

I finally grab her and throw her out the door, she takes off straight at the driver, crosshairs on his back. Gonna be real ugly. He sees her coming and falls down crying like a baby. I call off the dog at maybe five feet. I'm out and tell him to come down the embankment..he refuses...and I tell Taz to "get him"...this is NOT a bite command and she understood it well. She hit him dead center of the chest and rolled him over. I told him next one was a bite...and he came down.

I got him cuffed as a SO unit arrived. Deputy held my guy as I got into the van with Taz and eased back down the road, looking for the other guy. There was a dead deer in the van also. I made a long pass and didn't see anything, turned around and nearly made it back before the second guy burst out of the ditch and ran towards the van and safety....haha I kept rolling, wanting to wear his arse out some before he got in the van with me . He had a rifle. After 60 er so yards I stopped and he caught up and leaped into the passenger seat yelling go go go. I planted the bbl of my Beretta in his left ear and shoved him against the window, telling him not to move that rifle that was pointed my way. I called the deputy and they came up and secured his rifle and cuffed him.

They were drinking wiskey, beer , and smoking weed...and shooting deer....

I've spent most of the money I've made in my lifetime on hunting and fishing. The rest I just wasted.....

proud Cracker-Americaan

muslims are like coyotes, only good one is a dead one