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One crazy coon dog

Posted 06-18-2008 at 06:59 AM by arguy1973


One cold night in Arkansas, when the moon was just making shadows across the yard and you could see your breath if you went outside, I heard the spit and sputter of our neighbors old Datsun B210 that also served as our stockcar when no adults were around. Nope, no mistaking it was my friend J.T, cause he didnt knock he just kinda stuck his head in the door and hollered "anybody home?"
Him and his dad, Old J.T. Senior had been coon hunting and had one treed down at the edge of a cottonfield in a big ole oak tree.
They had ran out of .22 shells trying to shoot the coon out of the tree and Senior had sent junior to our house to see if we had any. Dad found about 10-15 shells in the back of his gun cabinet and being 12 years old I was just dying to take them down to Senior on the ditch bank.
Of course momma didnt want me going but dad talked her into it and away we flew, down the old dirt road. Datsuns must be pretty tough because we took thru the field about 45 mph hitting ever field row and gettin air born.
We finally made it to the spotlight at the end of the field where old senior was gettin antsy waiting on Jr.
He had three of the prettiest redboned hounds around except for the burn spots on their heads where they had poured out hot grease and the dogs had stuck their heads under it and scalded themselves.
Well there we stood, me, senior, junior and three scalded redbones and one coon way, way up in the top of a Arkansas oak. Senior took out his ruger .22 pistol and unloaded all 10 shots in random fashion at the coon..all missing by at least 5 feet. Now I knew down deep I could of hit it, but out of respect I didnt wanna hurt his pride. Well now the coon was still in the tree, seemingly laughing, the dogs were barking at the coon, Senior was mad, and J.T. Jr, well he was just kicking dirt clods, apparently just clad to be there.
Back then Coon hides brought between 20-35 dollars hide and old senior was doing his best to try and not have to get out his old single shot 12 gauge but the longer we stood there the madder he got, so he grabbed the shotgun and fired up into the tree. He knocked the coon out alright, missing him by a good 2 feet but I guess he either shook the limb or broke it cause the coon fell out and went into the freezing creek below.
Coons are good swimmers, and Sr wanted the dogs to go in after the coon. The dogs had other ideas and braced themselves on the ditchbank, not moving an inch. Srs face turned redder than it already was and he grabbed the nearsest dog and chunked him in the water.
By this time the coon was already on the other side and scampering up the ditch bank and into the night.
The dog turned around and headed back to our side and somehow got tanlged up in some brush. Seeing this Sr went down the bank to help hollering at Jr to hold his other hand to keep him from going in the water. Sr had the dog by one hand and Jr by the other, when somehow Sr lost his footing, slipped draggin Jr into the cold water with him.
Not wanting to be further involved and thinking how glad I was dad had given me a flashlight. I quickly cut back thru the woods to my warm house, thinking all the while that I coon hunting wasnt really for me.
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  1. Old Comment

    LOL funny!!

    What a story, arguy! I'd been laughing all the way home. Thanks for making my morning a bit brighter.
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    Posted 06-18-2008 at 08:27 AM by mams1559 mams1559 is offline
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    I'm glad Sr was a bad shot, and the water was too cold for the dogs, and the coon got away. Hooray for the coon.
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    Posted 06-18-2008 at 02:03 PM by emeraldsky emeraldsky is offline
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    Arguy went a'huntin..

    Great story In the style of Mark Twain..I am looking forward to more tales from Arkansas..
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    Posted 06-18-2008 at 04:08 PM by Miss Blue Miss Blue is offline
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    I love it, I love the story......and yes Horray for one Coon
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    Posted 10-22-2008 at 08:31 AM by Summering Summering is offline
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    The crazy things some americans do.....We are the JERRY SPRINGER nation of the world. Extremitys of all kinds. RED NECK GEEKS ZERO Racoons TEN (points) based on escape and tragedys encountered by opponent, very funny Too bad you couldn,t have gotten it all on video.
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    Posted 10-09-2009 at 12:12 PM by John McArdle John McArdle is offline
 

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