This End Bites

January 10, 2009

Hunting.

Filed under: Work & play — whichendbites @ 10:16 pm

We have spent a long time walking. There is no purpose that I can see. I have seen several felines but they are not worthy. The conceited arrogance they show only identifies their selfish inner feelings. They care only for themselves.

MHM has gone from shadow to shadow as though waiting in ambush. There are no prey stupid enough to fall into his trap. I can hear human voices in his ear, excited and distorted mutterings show sign of a hunt elsewhere in the territory. MHM’s mood changes, he wants to join in with the hunt. We move of swiftly back to the van and head off swiftly. Again I anticipate an exciting hunt but I hope I will not be disappointed, again.

We move and stop. We move again. We do this several time but then we move and it is different. The van moves fast, the time draws near for the hunt to begin.

In the distance I can see those bright lights of the other vehicles belonging to the other hunters on foot, those that MHM calls response. He is out and speaking and returns to the van. His arousal state is already high, tonight we could be lucky.

MHM gets me out and begins to put on the harness that tells me we will be tracking tonight. Immediately I can smell the quarry, the male human is close, very close and I try to pull MHM towards the hiding place, he is just yards away. Over the other noises I can hear him breathing, I can hear his heart beating, he knows that capture is only a few moments away. I can smell his fear, his wanting to flee but his panic and fear freeze him to the spot.

The last buckle is fastened and I follow the smell of fear to the source. I growl a warning before I shout at the quarry. He offers no threat and appears to have marked his territory. Other hunters from the pack turn and seem surprised at what they have missed. There are other smells, there is more than one to hunt, there are 2, 3 or more. But the one, this one, is taken away by the pack and it is back to MHM and me to continue to hunt the rest.

I follow the signs they have left on the ground. Soon we leave the bright lights behind and the smell is carried to me on the air from the hill at the road side. I hear muffled whisperings. There are more prey, they are in a high state of arousal, they are in fear of being caught. I begin to pull harder and then I hear the crashing of my prey as it moves through trees.

MHM shouts. He always does this. It gives my prey a chance to escape and it tells them I am coming. This gives them an advantage.

Then, suddenly, I am loose. Free to move without the hindrance of MHM. I can move much more swiftly, it is easy to follow the noises as the prey try to escape. They have no hope, they are too clumsy, too noisy and too smelly. I can smell their excitement in the air. I am close.

I break through the woods into open country and can see the shapes, they are running, I am closing in. Just as I get to them they stop and put their arms into the air in surrender. I shout at them, try to escape, make a threat, go on, make my day, or night as the case may be.

All lie down on the ground in total surrender. I keep on watching and warning. In the distance I hear MHM, running towards me. Perhaps we will do this together.

MHM runs around and joins me. He begins to shout at our quarry. He sounds like he means business, this is a warning to them. They have conceded, surrendered.  I can hear the sounds of more humans in the woods approaching. They turn out to be more of MHM’spack. They take away the quarry. Their front legs are tied up and now they start to shout in defiance, shout threats and warnings. You humans do not crush this defiance and lack of respect. I cannot work this one out.

Also you humans smell.  But you cannot smell like me.

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7 Comments »

  1. Good catch, good work, good boy!

    Comment by Ex-RUC — January 12, 2009 @ 8:10 pm

  2. Top Dog!

    Comment by Tony F — February 15, 2009 @ 4:29 pm

  3. My MHM, well I let him think he is, says that you done a good job. Tell YHM to have a look here http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/7921536.stm a wonderful heartwarming story.

    Comment by spotty dog — March 3, 2009 @ 10:14 pm

  4. Just found you through random linkage – this is absolutely brilliant!

    Comment by SmartDogs — August 10, 2009 @ 11:18 pm

  5. As a dog owner, one word, Excellent! Well written, and to the point, entertaining like a good movie, but better because it’s real. Keep up the good work.

    Comment by Josh f — August 30, 2009 @ 9:18 pm

  6. Hi there doggy! You’re a good boy :) I’d love to do an interview with you for my Tactical Pants blog. Please email me! Thanks!

    Comment by Jeanette K. — January 21, 2010 @ 8:30 pm

  7. Also, I hope you start blogging again. This is a great concept you’ve got going.

    Comment by Jeanette K. — January 21, 2010 @ 8:30 pm


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