Friday, January 9, 2015

Retired Greyhound, "Blazin Wildfire" (Tater) passes. He was a Beaut in so many ways.

Eulogy by Dennis McKeon

Blazin Wildfire (12/2007-1/2015)
“You realize you have a world class dog there, don’t you?”
I think that was one of the first things I ever mentioned to Judi Boulton, after I had seen a video of her black dog blasting around the 685 yard course at the track in Phoenix.
Every now and then, you see a greyhound in motion, who has an uncommon way of covering ground, that is so fluent and sublime, you immediately understand you have just witnessed something very special.
Blazin Wildfire was just such a special greyhound. A black son of the super-sprinter Dragon Fire---himself a son of the legendary and incomparable Australian, Brett Lee---out of the staying bitch, Tin Nee Ann, by the indomitable Dominator. He was bred and painstakingly raised by Judi, to be exactly who he appeared to be on the racetrack--a laser-quick, fearless, gut-wrenchingly game, tenacious, comet-swift, take-no-prisoners competitor.
It’s always hard to bestow superlatives upon an individual, in a sport where there is a near century of historic and legendary performers to draw upon, and I never placed a hand on Blazin Wildfire, whose career was a little bit star-crossed, anyway. But giving it the eyeball test, I can say for certain, I never saw any greyhound who had any more of every desirable characteristic you could ask for in one. And that’s saying a mouthful.
This morning, Judi found Blazin Wildfire in a field on their property, where he lived in his youth and again now, in retirement--in his eternal vigilance for game to chase. He had passed away, inexplicably, without a mark on him.
Sometimes, we receive blessings we never expected, and sometimes, just as unexpectedly, they are taken away from us. And who can say why? 
I know that Judi, in spite of the loss of her great greyhound, realizes that some people can spend a lifetime in greyhound racing, working their fingers to nubs and their feet to stumps, and never have a dog like Blazin Wildfire. She was gifted with him in her very first litter as a breeder of greyhounds. 
In a sport where there are always far more heartbreaks than there are glorious moments of triumph. I will never forget some of hers, which she was gracious enough to share with any of us who wanted to come along for the ride. To see her big, black, whirlwind of a greyhound, scorch the sand, never failing to leave every beat of his huge, boundless heart, right there on the golden rail, every time he ran.
Rest in peace, “Tater”.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Dirt Piranha

My friend Buddy Goatcher has a new site up. Buddy raises some good Jagdterriers. He's a Biologist who specializes in Feral Pigs and other stuff.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

More Thoughts on Airedales from Henry Johnson

 I don't tell others what to think or what to do with regard to Airedales.  But I will say what I think and what I do.  I bred for the 50 lb. plus or minus 5 or 10 lb. size range because they are so quick and fast on their feet.  In bigger ones you lose that quickness and I think it becomes a critical factor in their ability to deal with bear, cougar, wild hogs, or anything that can kill them.  You don't want sluggers or kamikaze types.  You want terrier types that, like a good middle weight fighter, can stick and move and have brains enough to know how to use quickness and tactics against superior size and strength.  If at all possible you need to see how the  breeding stock carries itself and moves.  I want them fast, very quick on their feet, very maneuverable.  I know you have a lot of horse experience.  I'm thinking in Airedales you need the equivalent of a good cutting horse. You can't just rely on what breeders say about their dogs.  You really do need to go look at the breeding stock yourself.

 hsj, fults cove, Tennessee, 37F

One of the Brood, takes after his Dad

Friday, October 24, 2014