07/06/2026
Cross-posting from my personal page because, well, I’d say most of my friends on Facebook are the responsible sort.
If you plan on taking yourself to any of these upcoming SCDNR meetings regarding dog hunting, PLEASE show your support silently if you can’t voice your opinion with some class and intelligence. If you plan on acting like trash, do us all a favor and stay home.
I really don’t care who this offends because it’s the truth, and a lot of you need to hear it. Many of the loudest and most publicly visible dog hunters in this day and time are the ones who I personally wish would find another hobby. Anyone responsible has to work three times as hard to try to make up for what that sort gets into, and the hard truth is we are no longer running at the front of that particular race.
The dog men that made ME a dog (wo)man spoiled me, I suppose. They instilled in me the importance of good relationships with our neighbors, and even though times (and people) were vastly different when I started dog hunting, conflict wasn’t something that happened often. I wish that was still our reality.
I thought about the first time I went dog driving on my way home from GA last night. It will probably always be one of my most vivid memories-a core memory, if you will. I’m not sure there’s anything I’ve ever fallen in love so quickly with, nor anything that totally changed the trajectory of my life the way that drive did. That one morning led me down a path to so many deer dogs, coonhounds, and fox dogs I’ve loved and cherished my working partnerships with-along with countless friends over the past two decades who I’ve met through these hounds.
I’m asking you as kindly as I can. Please be on your best behavior. And if any of this hit a nerve, I hope you’ll examine what you contribute to this sport and adjust accordingly.