First off I am a dog owner and dog owner. Like the dogs I had as a kid as a extra set of Eyes for my parents and a companion for my sister and I, Today I have the same. last year I lost my Family dog due to a tragic event and I was very upset. I have a new dog but it doesn`t replace her.
So every year we hear story`s of someone`s dog being shot that said in farm country or der chasers it is generally known it does and will happen.
Who hear has almost or have shot one in error.
I will start after a long drive to visit my dad and go deer hunting I showed up and he had family over I did not really feel like visiting so I drove another hour to my uncles house same thing.
I wanted to hunt not sit around a kitchen table so I headed a couple hours north for a big loop being in my early 20 very under prepared I had a lighter, a knife a sleeping bag and a 30-06.
as evening crept in I was in the middle of nowhere and came across a blue grouse ummnn dinner.
as the sun went down I decided to sleep under the stars with just a sleeping bag.
at about 2 in the morning I hear something running straight at me its very dark, I pull my 30-06 out from underneath me chamber a round and aim at the sleek creature running at me very quick.
as I took a bead and lead the ferocist beast like a duck flying straight on something wasn't quite right and I heard a metallic noise and the happiest greyhound I ever saw came up to me and licked my hand.
That night gram as I later named him cuddled with me and the next two days we shared gram crackers and grouse looking for his owner. Hence his name (gram)
when I got to the last kilometer of the fsr road I was sure gram was my new dog I saw a camp hidden in the corner when I stopped in and asked if they where missing a dog they said yes his name is grey and hes a greyhound I gave them there dog back we had a beer and a laugh and that's my close to shooting a dog