Brent Smith’s head was on a swivel as he knelt on the forest floor in a Washington Parish pine plantation. Ice Man, Law Man, Boss Man, Hawk, Sugar and Ruby had just recently passed on a line where Smith now took a knee.[…]
Hunters who have access to enough land for rabbit hunting could just let their dogs go and see what they jump, or they could do like Smith and focus on areas that show promising sign.[…]
I could hear the high-pitched yodels of the beagles heading my way along the canal spoil bank. I chose my spot carefully, not just because it would give me a clear shot at a rabbit ahead of the dogs, but it allowed me to also keep an eye on my buddy and my sons back at the boat.[…]
Biologists have long known that it’s impossible to stockpile rabbits in the wild. Everything from foxes to hawks, coyotes to humans eats rabbits, and each year somewhere around 80 percent of the furballs die whether they’re shot by us Elmer Fudds or not.[…]
The dictionary defines instinct as “a complex, unlearned, adaptive response to some situation or experience.”[…]