A Tribute To Poison

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NiteCH 'PR' Slober Slinging Poison

1991-2000

by Lavena / Steve Jenkins

A Tribute to Poison

Slober Slinging Poison, another foundation point in our kennel was a marvellous all round coon dog.  She wasn't the most outstanding dog I've every hunted with but was one of my favorites to hunt with.  She was a completely consistant, stay put tree dog.  She didn't have the greatest voice on track or tree but that never stopped her or us from finding her with her coon, even it it took us all night to reach her.  She would always hunt, rain or shine, 100 degree heat or snow on the ground.  Open the tail gate and she was ready to go.  If there was a coon to be found (which in these rocky and steep mountains in MD/PA this is not always a given!) she would tree it.   She was also an exceptional "kill" dog with the coon.  Two shakes and you were done.   You never had to worry she was running off game and she was always ready to go, always ready to please.  She had extraordinary patience with puppies and was an incredible trainer.  We really miss her!

The Coon that couldn't be treed

One of Steve's favorite stories is the the night he took ol Poison to a different area than we ever had hunted her.  It was an area that was flooded by DNR to create a environment habitat for more waterfowl; a swampy area.  It was fields that were flooded but there were strips of woodland in between.  He was hunting with a relatively new friend in this new area and they turned ol Poison loose.  Shortly thereafter they heard her on track...Ooohhhh Ooooohhhh then nothing.  Ol Billy said, she's in the area of that coon that nobody can tree... Lots have tried but he'll lose her for sure...just wait!

 It was the wierdest thing.   You would hear her going Oooohhhh Ooooohhh, then nothing for a few minutes, then it would repeat the same.   What was she doing?  Darn if we knew, we had never heard her do that before.  This went on for 15-20 minutes.  Then all at once Billy said-Look at that!  From where we stood a coon went swimming right by us.  Then Ooooohhhhh Ooooohhhhh, about 30-40 feet behind was Poison swimming like mad.  Finally, we figured out what she was doing.  While she was swimming she couldn't bark, but as soon as her feet hit a high spot she would bark and off she would go again!.   We could see the coon swim to a patch of dry land and disappear into the woods.   With ol Poison hot on his tail she swam to same area that the coon hi-tailed it into the woods, got out on the dry land howling as she went, she went back and forth once or twice along the edge and off into the woods she went, on to tree that untreeable big old boar coon. Our new friend, Billy was amazed and we once more learned new respect for our old friend, Poison.  We were and are still so proud of her. 

Her blood can be found in many of our current Lone Pine line.  Her drive and love of the hunt and readiness to please is found in many of her offspring.  We will alway treasure the many many memories we had of nights in the woods with old Poison.