Sunday was Pearl's first day out in the field, and she did very well, going down a den pipe, digging to scent, holding a bolting groundhog at bay, and otherwise getting the lay of the land while coming to no harm whatsoever. I was pretty thrilled to see her slide into a pipe without a moment's hesitation, and to hear her bay up a storm as well. She has a bit of fire in her, I think, and she should have a lot of fun in the year ahead..

Part of the farm I was hunting, with the edge of a small mountain in the distance.

Pearl, Deben collar on, staked at a bolt hole.

Pearl, hearing Mountain below ground, strains to get down the bolt hole.

After the dig, Pearl is let in to the hole, and she digs into a small side pipe following the scent.

Dogs, tools, and groundhog in a corn field that has been put away for winter.
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