I ran a heavy, fresh track yesterday afternoon. Mike came home from hunting with all kinds of tasty things for the dogs.
Lonestar runs it 100 miles an hour. He fans the track, going from the left to the right with the track in the middle. He isn't interested in anything left on the track to bait. He wants the target. He barks, he rushes, nose glued to the ground. The entire world has melted away. The only movie playing in his head is his image of the target. I have to run behind him so to not hinder him on the long lead. Once he finds the target he vocalizes & circles. Then plops down to relish in his prize, looking at me for encouragement. He won't quit. Failure isn't an option.
Hondo is methodical. Slow and steady. Taking his time with every smell. Stops every once in a while to look around to see what else is going on. Then puts his head back down to business. Any bait on the track he'll pick up and enjoy. He'll lick the ground to make sure he hasn't missed a single drop. If he comes across a heavy scent he'll sniff and puff his lips a couple of times to really study the scent. I could nearly take a nap while he follows the track. If I try to encourage him to move along, he'll look at me as if to say, "Seriously? I don't see your nose on the ground..."
Once he finds the target he doesn't vocalize. He calmly stands next to it looking at me for permission to eat it. Permission given, he lays down to enjoy his prize.
Two different breeds. Two different dogs. Two different methods to reach the same goal. One is like watching an action adventure movie, the other like watching a romance movie.
I'm easily entertained.
Hondo Von Dopplet L Bauernhof "Hondo"- GSD
Lilie's Tug McGraw "Tug" - Golden Retriever
Maggie - Mini Dachshund (Rescue)
Lonestar Pivo - Texas Blue Lacy
Ashe - Barn Cat
Katie / APHA