the chase

[charlie cleveland]

took my grand daughters jack russel out for a little hunt this morning it was foggyas all git out...could not see the top of the trees to good... thought i could sneak off with out the old blue tick hound but that old rascal just seems to know when i step out the back door with a gun... i carried the 22 remy this morning old blue treed a squirl first as i was looking for him i thought i seen him so i took a shot it wasnot a squirl.... but the gun jammed what a....... felt in my pocket for my knife but guess what old charlie had been in such a hurry hed forgotten it....well back to the house for the knife...got going again wasnot long ole blue treed again....i seen the squirl he was on the run emptied the 22 auto at him...that squirl climbed to the top of a limb and stopped...here i am squirl stopped and no shells in gun... i pulled the magazine tube out and started loading again always keeping my out for the squirl...got the gun loaded in record time guess what that squirl had disappeared... this is happening to me a lot here lately. ha daisey the little jack russel treed a few times on this squirl.... so off we went to find another target old blue treed again not far from where we had been but fellows it was in a briar patch a rabbit would not have gone in...dont like to leave a dog trreed but hey....so off me and dasisy go wasnot long i see her pick up interest in soimething...was not but a secound she had 2 squirls up a tree she was close so i just let her tree for a few minutes... as i walked up to that tree one of them squirls started runing i started shooting at the running squirl....i missed the chase was on usally a squirl dont run to far but this squirl did not know this....what a chase the squirl gave dasisy...she was running and barking at that squirl for about 300 yards....finally the squirl went up a big tree and stayed the little jack russel was barking every breath that chase had really got her wound up....as we weremoving around looking for the squirl it srarted running again....i fired 4 times all misses..there we was dasisy barking for all she worth me out of bullets and out of breath all i could do was tell MR FUZZY TAIL what a run he had give us.. i called dasiey and gave her some well deserved petting looked back at the tree told mr squirl id see him later.... charlie