We could definitely tell this old boy had been through some scrapes. They're hard to make out in the pic, but he had several scars on his face and muzzle, and his right ear was split from somebody biting down and pulling away (got a kennel full of coonhounds with the same badges of honor).

He dang sure knew he was a force to be reckoned with, he rushed out at me and the wife at a dead sprint, snarling like crazy. Usually we walk closer down the ditch bottom, but luckily we were being lazy and had a little more space between us and him, otherwise he'd have had me by the leg before I even knew he was there!