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lk_pick should feel right at home here.

how much longer until some urban redneck tries to raise one with disasterous outcome.

That sucked to hear. Its not easy losing a pet.

What a sad and tragic story.

It's really a shame that the wolves never caught and ate that redneck Idaho douchebag.

Uncle Fester wrote:What a sad and tragic story.

It's really a shame that the wolves never caught and ate that redneck Idaho douchebag.

you need to be a little more specific Fester, we've got lots of redneck douchebags round here.....

Uncle Fester wrote:What a sad and tragic story.

It's really a shame that the wolves never caught and ate that redneck Idaho douchebag.

Whats so bad about the guy Fes?

I've got an idea: let's put bab's out in the woods naked, slathered in gravy, amid a pack of wolves. And as they close in, he'll offer pointed snips such as "run along, dipshit!" and so forth. And we'll watch the wolves disembowl him---but...what's that?....the wolves are gagging and puking out his rotted innards. Oh well, just a thought.

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So, some "hunter"(laughable) sets his dogs loose in the woods, with the sole intent being for them to chase down dangerous animals...and the dog fell prey to a....dangerous animal?

Well, color me fucking shocked.

Sometimes, Darwin takes his wrath out upon his victim's pets.


Not an issue here in Oregon, since they outlawed that absolute barbaric form of "hunting."

If you're either not alert, intelligent, or instinctive enough to defend yourself or your "pets," then stay the fuck out of the woods...that fucking simple. The dude in that article was obviously familiar with the woods, and he was familiar with the risks. Yet, he chose to not only set dogs loose in the woods without supervision, he did so with the intent of having them chase down carnivores that can easily best a dog....so he could cruise up behind them, and mop up the mess, while claiming his "trophy."

And now, he's fucking crying about it?

"Whaaaa! The wolves ate my dog...let's kill them all."

What a fucking whining little pussy. You paid your money, you took your chances, bud.


I'll be camping deep in the woods this weekend. One of the other campers will have dogs. The area we're going to has huge populations of big carnivores...huge. And I will gaurantee you, that those dogs will be coming back home with us. Because the owner is actually attached to his dogs, and therefore, he won't turn them loose in the freaking woods to go chase down wolves and bears. They will remain close to their owner.

And I'll lay money on Dins and a .45(bear and cougar gun of choice) over any wild carnivore I'm likely to encounter. But your odss of being injured, or suffering losses as a result of wild animals...oddly fuycking enough...they go way up when you start seeking out said wild animals.

RACK Dinsdale.

Unrack the idiot neck "running for his life" from wolves.

1911-style .45 = 7 rounds(I don't pipe one when packing it in the woods).


Ergo, if there's 7 or less wolves/bears/cougars...


Ain't gonna be no runnin', son....just a whole buncha recoil.

I'm sure that fricken Ida-neck is far more likely to trip on an empty can of Bud back at the trailer park and be mauled to death by his neighbors' pitbulls than to be scratched on the left buttock by a wolf.