He is not a cur

I think all these descriptions of what the dogs do is why there are so many definitions for 'game' or 'gameness'.

The bitch I spoke, compared to any other female I have seen, she ranks write there with them, and actually better than most of them. She simply had no desire to engage. She was a couple three or four scratches away from being a bitch people would talk about. Without those scratches, pretty much useless.

And if she had a bunch of high percentage deep game family members I would have maybe bred her for shits and giggles. But since she was from a low percentage family I always thought the breeding would go even further down the wrong path.

It is not like she quit because she never really started. It is not like she was cold because she had her tail wagging and would drive one all around the box and never stop. She just had no desire to go across. I always felt like that was one hair away from walking away on top.

Great topic.

S

 

The essence of the game is scratching, the good dogs and the winners tend to go in that direction, across back to the action. Anything else is a waste of time and feed in my opinion.
I had a son of Garrett’s Rock bred to Dirty Bills Bubbles. Some of the best Jeep Rascal blood around at that time. He was kept around for years as he was a beautiful strong animal. Some bulldogs just aren’t bulldogs no matter who their mama or daddy is and he fit that description to a T. He didn’t have the instinct to go across. He would fight like a bear and hold his ground.
Some like CH McBramble with a mother bred by crazy Filipinos in Hawaii to kill wild boar in the jungle were very good at the game. The pedigree wasn’t fancy but he sure passed the eyeball test.
He was a 10/10 talent and as deep game as a live one could be. It would’ve been real easy for me just to switch papers and have an ace champion grandson of Jeep but the truth is always more interesting to me than the lie people are willing to pay to believe.
Good bulldogs are where you find them (you just have to know what you’re looking for)

 

Oh no
Bulldogs are deep soulful creatures. Gameness itself it rooted in love of life. You cannot love without a soul.

 

Humans have souls, at least we believe we do. Humans can and do kill without mercy. Just flip on the news, there’s more every day.
We can also lay down our lives for what we believe, which is the highest form of gameness, which is faith.
What makes a bulldog scratch?
What makes a fireman run into a burning building?
It’s something deep in the heart, the refusal to quit, the will to win. Why did the Romans build the coliseum? Why did they build Churchill Downs in Louisville? Why was Yankee Stadium built?
Easy answer. To glorify the game and crown the winner.
It doesn’t matter if it’s Lou Gehrig in Yankee Stadium, Secretariat at Churchill Downs or Jeep and Charlie at Fowler’s Ice House. We as humans are there to see winners play the game, doesn’t matter if it’s man or beast.
I always said at ‘Saturday Night Church’ we were looking for faith too just like the squares Sunday morning across the road at the Swedish Lutheran Church.
On many a Sunday I could hear them singing hymns while I worked on digging holes out in my pasture.

 

Roman citizens, slaves etc were just like us, their leaders were often fucked but no different than today.
Being a stonemason myself I marvel at what the Romans accomplished. Not to veer off topic here but look around, there wouldn’t be much history in this world without stonemasons to actually build it.