This poem was written by Chet Rust and was first published in the March, 1983 edition of Hound and Hunting Magazine. Hounds & Hunting granted permission to reprint it.
The Bawler
A bawl mouth hound ain't no good.
He doesn't bark at all the way he should.
He tongues just once and moves on when
Everybody known he ought to do ten!
A bawl mouth hound ain't worth his salt.
Six or eight feet without barkin' that's a fault.
Don't give a dam if the rabbit jumped nine.
When he puts down a foot he ought'a bark every time!
A bawl mouth hound ain't worth a cent.
You can run him in a trial until your doughs all spent.
You won't win a trophy or you won't get a ribbon.
It's a miracle when you do and I ain't fibbin'
A bawl mouth hound ain't worth a dime.
He raises up his head every dang time.
He should keep it down in the sticks and stubble
Til his nose swells up like a big black bubble!
A bawl mouth hound ain't worth two bits,
If he's braced with a chopper she'll give him fits.
Trying to get a scent between those bunny thumps.
Sniffing on the ground between those six foot jumps!
A bawl mouth beagle ain't worth a dollar.
Yet they sound real good between a hill and a holler.
After saying all this it may sound funny.
But I'll take the Bawler and you can have the money!
Please tell us about your experiences with bawl mouth hounds. Do you like them? Have you ever owned a good bawler? You can tell us in the comment section. Before you comment let me tell you about my experience with a bawl mouth named Sam.
My Experience with a Bawl Mouth Hound
Many years ago I owned a very good bawl mouth hound named Field Champion Pinedale Super Sam. I leased him from a sucessful beagler on Long Island named Ed Wesachowski. After the lease was up I bought him outright. Handler, Marvin Dewitt and a beagler and good friend named Bill Sinclear shared ownership with me. He was a double Gold Coast Sambo and his dam was Field Champion Landing Ridge Lover.
His claim to fame while I owned him was winning a trial at Great Lakes Beagle Club. Our membership invited Wayne Price to spend a day with us in the field for a training trial. I picked Wayne up at the airport. We went out to dinner and I dropped him off at the motel.
The next morning at the clubhouse we called the hounds and headed for the field. Wayne evaluated the hounds after each brace and described what he had observed and beaglers asked questions concerning the brace. After we finished first series and had lunch second series was called. We went to the field and ran that series following the same procedure. Again Wayne described what he saw after each brace. If I remember right Sam was back second and turned another field champion Sambo bitch named Julie to win the trial.
Sam could turn a rabbit off the path into cover with the best of the bawlers or choppers or squawlers for that matter. When the going got tough in simi-bare cover he would actually use a chop mouth to move the rabbit forward.
When we finished studding Pinedale Super Sam we sold him to a beagler in Alabama. I think his name was Jimmy Sandlin.
Now it's your turn. Tell us some of your experiences with bawl mouth hounds.
