ORIGINAL: Beezer
Worse sound to me is a dog barking. If I don't hunt, my son won't put the dogs out until noon. If I'm in the woods hunting, he's got them chained up outside howling, whining and barking at 7am. It's been so bad I had to call the house from the stand and tell him to either duct tape their mouths shut or put them back inside. Between the deer dogs everywhere else and the two in my front yards my blood just boils. Aggravating, frustrating mess listening to yap, yap, yap coming from four different directions at one time and knowing every deer within a mile is either running another direction or hiding and trembling with fear.
This used to be mine until last Saturday. I sat from 6am to 1pm in a wet seat and off and on rain. About 1pm I heard deer dogs in the woods on property they don't belong on. After about 10 minutes I stood up to see two does, one big and fat, come running by my stand not missing a beat. If I'd had the shotgun I'd be eating backstraps or roast tonight, but I wasn't going to waste an arrow and broadhead, and wound a deer for nothing.