Whenever my dogs are gone chasing I feel sick. Never kno what those stubborn fury friends are getting into. Always just want them back safe.
no shit - I'll never forget seeing my dog disappear into the woods on the heels of a huge bull moose with gigantic rack one time in Rangeley. She must have made friends with him or something.
I can't complain, she plays with porcupines all the time and comes back with no quills! If you ever want to see huge porcupines close up, go to Mt. Agamenticus in York, Maine, the place is fucking infested with them, some of the ones at the top are as big as bears.