I've read through this thread with interest. I grew up following beagles as they chased cottontails and absolutely love the little hounds. As I type this very minute my old bathed and pampered beagle lay at my feet snoozing.
I've been on both sides of this issue. My dogs have hit a long legged old rabbit that coursed off the property I was hunting and chose to circle off on the other side of the fence. If they couldn't get the rabbit to circle back to us in a reasonable amount of time, one of us always tried to find the farmer so we could retrieve the dogs with his permission. Occasionally that isn't possible and the only way to get a good dog off the track if the game won't hole up is to grab onto the dogs and leash them, or shoot the game and end the race. We never shot the rabbit without permission. Always, and I mean always, contact was made with the landowner and an explanation offered about the situation in a polite and respectful manner. Many times after a bit of conversation permission was given to hunt the property because of the respect rendered to the landowner. On rare occasion a landowner responded rudely and I was told in no uncertain terms to keep my butt and my dogs off their property. I always apologized and honored that request with no malice.
I also grew up on a small farm that harboured an excellent population of squirrel, rabbit, quail, and dove. We shared a few deer and turkey with our neighboring farmers. The game was on our place because my Dad managed the farm to offer good habitat. We grew a few crops, had some laying hens, a cow or two, and a fishing hole or three in a creek that ran on the place. We had excellent relations with all the neighbors with the exception of one crew that lived about a mile away. They were a no good bunch. Later in life one of the boys robbed a bank and shot a policeman, the others all ended up in prison over drugs, assaults, arsons and about anything else you can name. This bunch of pirates had a pack of scurvy hounds that freely ran the countryside and made many a meal of the neighboring farmers chickens, turkeys, ducks, ect... It really wasn't the dogs fault. They were underfed, under trained, and given no care. The roughnecks hunted where ever they wanted, whenever they wanted. Most of the neighbors did nothing about this as they were afraid the crapheads would burn their places down when they were gone, rob them, ect...
My Dad is a man of honor and a gentleman, but he is not to be trifled with and will not be intimadated. I rode with him as a fourteen year old to visit the rowdy bunch and I have to tell ya, I was a little scared driving into their farmlane. Dad patiently explained that he would appreciate if they could manage their dogs better and informed them that he would not give them permission to hunt our property. The day before when Dad was at work several of them managed to scare my Mom when they shot a rabbit out of our front yard. They then field dressed it and left the head and guts in the lawn as she watched from the living room picture window. I can vivedly remember the biggest of the crew stepping off the porch and squaring off in Dad's face as he asked what Dad was going to do about it. This fellow was about a foot taller than Dad and outweighed him by 100 pounds. As I remember this I can't help but swell with pride as I recall Dad stepping right into the big dude and quietly telling him that he would shoot any dog that killed or chased our stock. And moreover, he would make a special trip out of his way to come whip this particular guys $ss! All man and no bulls$it, that's Dad. Our farm never had those problems after this visit.
I'm also a property owner. This past winter some coon hunters ran their dogs into the back woods and shot a coon out. This happened around 11 PM on a work night. They never made contact and had no permission to hunt. Now, killing the coon didn't bother me the slightest. I've got coons running out of my ears. I would have gladly given permission-IF THEY HAD THE DECENCY TO ASK! Or, if they had stopped by the next day or two and explained and asked permission it would not have been a problem. The fact that they cared nothing of my rights as the property owner and took my property for granted is a bit troublesome.
NASA said somewhere above:
A man looses his hounds 2 miles away from "your" property.
That emphasis on "your" property sorta bothers me. NASA, I have no bone to pick with you personally (or anybody in this discussion). You weren't addressing me, however, let me point out something. To the landowner and speaking from his perspective, you're damn right this is "my" property! I work hard for a living and have worked hard to be a property owner. Land and upkeep along with a nice home isn't an inexpensive thing. Nor is it easy to maintain. Folks who live out of town tend to be closer to the earth than "city folk" in my opinion. No disrespect meant for those who chose to, or have to, live in town. Farmers/Ranchers are a hardy lot. They farm the land, grow crops, stock, and deal with all that nature brings to them on a daily basis. There's no running in to town for every little thing when town is miles away over rough roads. It's a different lifestyle. There is a bond to your land. The landowner pays the bills and nobody else is ENTITLED to anything on that place. This may only be property to you, however, IT'S MY HOME! My family lives here. If I stepped uninvited into "your" living room and whizzed on the couch, you'd take exception to it. Fellows, never forget that fact and don't take it for granted.
Here's the gist of the thing in my opinion. This isn't an "Us vs. Them" thing. Mutual respect will bridge many gaps, but respect is earned and not simply given. As hunters we need to have our best foot forward and be willing to go the extra mile to ensure positive relations with all we come in contact with. Attitude is everything if we want to preserve our chosen sport for future generations to enjoy the outdoor heritage and lifestyle we currently do. I'm not saying we bend over for anyone, but I do think we should conduct ourselves as gentlemen and take the high road everytime it's offered. Of course this only my perspective and worth exactly what you paid for it. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif