with Norman Hooten.
Q: Where & when
where you born?
A: I was born in Lampasas County in the rural ranching country of central Texas on March 16th 1941.
Q: When did you get started in the Gamedogs & who had the most influence on you?
A: I first started
in the Gamedogs in 1967 and the man who had the most influence on me in the dogs was Maurice Carver.
Q: When did
you get your first dog & who was the dog out of?
A: My first dog was an eight week old pup bred off the Heinzl-Tudor
line that was so popular in those days. This dog developed into the famous dog known as Hooten’s Champion Butcher Boy.
He was sired by a son of the great Fitzwater’s Champion Goldie, a Heinzl bred dog. And out of a daughter of the great
Tudor’s Champion Spike, a devastating four time winner. Tudor’s Spike was sired by Tudor’s Dibo and whelped
by Gordon’s Red Lady. Their dam, Womack’s Mert, was sired by Fitzwater’s Champion Goldie and out of a double
Dibo bitch, Bate’s Susie.
Q: What bloodlines were popular when you were starting out?
A: The most
popular bloodlines of the day when I first started with the Gamedogs were those predominant in the south and southwest areas
of the USA: The Heinzl, Colby and Tudor bloodlines interwoven among the three.
Q: Which bloodline did you choose
A: I stumbled onto Butcher Boy, a Heinzl-Tudor cross down from the great pit winners and producers named
in question three, so in effect I didn’t choose the bloodline, it chose me. As the years have gone by I have pretty
well stayed with the bloodline that came down off Tudor’s Dibo strain. This bloodline, which produced such all time
greats as Carver’s Black Widow, Tudor’s Champion Spike, Hooten’s Champion Butcher Boy, Wallings’ Bullyson
and Clayton’s Eli Jr. and many, many more far too numerous to list has stayed strong and vital for well over thirty
five years or so. And I simply have not found one that produces better percentages of game, hardmouthed dogs with good ability.
If I had then I would have changed my breeding program.
Q: What was your first match & what was the outcome?
A: My first match was in 1969 with Hooten’s Butcher Boy who had developed into a thoroughly tested dog that
was game and extremely hardmouthed. This was a team effort on both sides with Maurice Carver, myself and Butcher Boy matched
into the opposing team of Earl Tudor, Sam Kennedy, Danny Burton and Kennedy’s Booger Red, a great two time winner. Butcher
Boy killed Booger Red in the pit in thirty-six minutes. Booger Red was one of those rare, truly dead game dogs that had to
be killed to be stopped.
Q: What was the greatest match you went to & why?
A: The greatest match I
ever witnessed was Champion Butcher Boys last match and win in September of 1973, making Butcher Boy a four time winner when
he defeated the great dead game Stinson & Perry’s Sampson, a two time winner. Butcher Boy had been retired after
his third and championship win over Corn’s Smokey in May 1972, and had been treated for heartworms twice. He was six
years old in 1973 and Sampson was a fresh, strong thirty month old dog that had won two over high class dogs in short order,
one of them being a dog of Maurice Carvers at fifty six pounds. Maurice came to me and almost got down on his knees trying
to sweet talk me into bringing Butcher Boy out of retirement to go into the Sampson dog. Stating rightfully so that Butcher
Boy was the only dog that could defeat the mighty Sampson. I finally agreed and the match was made for one of the last of
the old time conventions, a show that had I believe twelve matches on the card. All of them high class, fast-lane dogs. The
two mighty giants met at fifty-seven pounds for $1,500 a side and Butcher Boy was the underdog and down dog for the first
forty-five minutes or so. I was beginning to wonder if I had done the old dog a disservice by bringing him out of retirement
for the match. The younger, stronger Sampson was without doubt the best dog that Butcher Boy had ever met, and at a time when
Butcher Boy was no longer in his prime. But he slowly started to come even with Sampson and by the hour mark ever so slowly
started to bite Sampson down. At 1:25 Sampson tried to make his last scratch, a dead game stumbling scratch where he finally
fell over still trying to crawl to Butcher Boy, but was counted out. Butcher Boy was declared the winner and you could have
heard the shouts of victory from his backers fifty miles away. Butcher Boy made a game tail scratch towards the down and dying
dead game Sampson. Sampson died shortly after the match, and sadly, Butcher Boy passed away some four hours later. Ironically,
I was short of cash at the time of the match so I only collected $100 for my share of the bet. The big time gamblers had come
down out of Chicago and had bet $20,000 at 2:1 odds in their favor. They collected $40,000 and they didn’t give me a
biscuit, and I lost a dog that money could not buy. But he was a Bulldog and he died the way all good Bulldogs would if they
had a choice, giving his all for his owner and his own heart and spirit. Butcher Boy was posthumously awarded “Best
Male Dog of Show” for his efforts in the match. And this match is still talked about with awe by the old timers who
Q: You have been associated with many great dogs, perhaps you would like to give the readers some information
A: A few great match dogs that I have been fortunate enough to have hands on experience with are as
follows: Hooten’s Champion Butcher Boy 4X winner and Best of Show Winner, Carver’s One Eye, this great old brood
bitch was given to me by Maurice Carver in 1969 at thirteen years of age. She was double bred Black Widow heavy in the Dibo
bloodline. She had produced some exceptional dogs prior to my getting her and I bred her to Butcher Boy twice. Her milk went
bad with the first litter and all but one female died. I raised this pup on a baby bottle and later sent her to my friend
Enrique Morfin of Mexico City. The second breeding of One Eye to Butcher Boy produced four pups, three females and one male.
Two of the females died leaving a buckskin female with a black mask that I named Bandit, and the male, a red with white makings
and flesh colored nose that I named Hooten’s Snake. Bandit was later stolen off my yard and never recovered. Sometime
later I had a run of bad luck and was short of cash so I hocked One Eye to Red Walling, the owner of Bullyson who lived in
the Houston Texas area. It was during the time that Red had her that she was bred to Bullyson, the breeding that produced
the bitch Hyde’s Bloody Sunday. The way that breeding came about is somewhat interesting in that my good friend Bobby
Hall and I got somewhat inebriated on good Tennessee whiskey one night and decided to make the breeding by the light of the
moon. Now, both Bullyson and One Eye were very hard to breed as they were so very aggressive towards other dogs. So one can
imagine the difficulty Bobby and I had getting that breeding done without having a full scale war on our hands, in view of
our condition at the time, and the fact that we were literally making the breeding in the light of the moon. We finally got
it done by making a muzzle out of a pair of pantyhose that we found in Bobby’s car, which is another story. We used
this homemade muzzle on One Eye. Later I got back on my feet and paid One Eye out of hock and got her back. She was later
killed in a kennel fight on my yard while I was on the road and out of town, a dead game, hard old Bulldog to the very end.
Hooten’s Snake, this was the only surviving male pup from the second and last breeding of Butcher Boy to One Eye. My
deal with Maurice was that he was to get a male pup from the first litter of the breeding of Butcher Boy to One Eye. And as
all but one female died from the first litter, and Snake was the only male from the second litter, he had to be the one. Boy
did I hate to give up that pup! He was a big, healthy, strong, big boned pup, and of course the only male. But a deal is a
deal and as there was a big Labor Day party scheduled at Maurice’s house for the first weekend in September 1969, I
decided to take Snake to him when I went. When I arrived at Maurice’s, the party was in full swing with Dogmen there
from all over Texas and other states. I walked in and handed Snake to Maurice. He already knew that Snake was the only male
from the litter and when I got ready to return home a couple of day later, Maurice being the kind of man he was, reached down
and picked Snake up and handed him to me stating: “I’d never take a mans only male pup”. So I took him home
with me and he grew to be a big aggressive acting dog. Though we never looked at him, he was later bred to Art’s Missy
one time while he was on Maurice’s yard when he was keeping him for me while I was on the road. As there was only one
Hooten’s Snake and he was bred once to Art’s Missy, one must assume that he produced the great Wood’s Snooty,
the deep game two time winner that later became an ROM producing sire. The pedigree shown by the ADBA related to Hooten’s
Snake is incorrect as it show Snake’s sire to be Carver’s Ironhead and his dam to be Carver’s Miss Spike.
This mix up caused quite a controversy in the late 1980’s when I attempted to set the record straight and have the true
breeding of Snake recorded by the ADBA. Snake was later sold to Bobby Hall but died from an adverse reaction to a worm medicine
while on Bobby’s yard.
Carver’s Rastus, a big black dog down from the Dibo-Black Widow bloodline. Maurice
and I rolled Rastus with Butcher Boy during Butcher Boy’s early schooling days and he was a very hardmouthed dog with
lots of ability. I helped Maurice finish out the schooling of Rastus by handling him in several rolls. He was later matched
into the Tater dog in California, a match that went two hours with Rastus finally losing both the match and his life. He was
another truly dead game dog from the yard of Maurice Carver. Indian Sonny’s Bolio, This famous dog was raised
on my yard after Maurice sent him to me to be hand raised as I had done with Butcher Boy. When he was about six months old
I started taking him when I ran my trapline and let him kill varmints. He was beautiful, a very intense dog, and was one that
would grab and kill anything that got within reach, including puppies. I tried every way I could to talk Maurice into letting
me have Bolio, but he later sold him as best I remember to Bennett Clayton, who later sold him to Indian Sonny in California.
The rest is history as he became a famous sire in his own right.
Carver’s Pistol and Carver’s Ironhead,
Ironhead never received the recognition as a fighting dog that he should have. And though well known in later years as a producer,
Ironhead was a very hardmouthed, honest, game Bulldog.
He won four matches though was never credited with his rightfully
earned championship. In late 1968 Maurice called me and asked me if I would come up and help him work Ironhead and Pistol
for some matches scheduled in Monterey Mexico. I went and worked with Ironhead and Pistol during the last two matches. Ironhead
and Pistol were as different as night and day, and were prime examples of how each dog must be worked differently as suited
to his or her own personality. IRONHEAD WAS A DEAD HONEST, STRAIGHT AHEAD BULLDOG WITH NO FANCY FRILLS OR IDIOSYNCRASIES!
He just went out and did the job, whether being worked or in the pit. Nothing fancy about him, but boy could he bite! About
two nights before we were to leave on the Mexico trip a young dog got off the chain and of course went straight into Ironhead
biting him deep in the shoulder. Maurice and I heard the
commotion on the yard about two o’clock in the morning
and finally got them separated, but Ironhead had suffered deep muscle bites in his left shoulder and was crippled. The next
morning Maurice went to a vet and got some bute and dropped a tab on Ironhead. A couple of hours later you couldn’t
even tell he had been bit except for the swelling.
Pistol was a different type of dog as he was temperamental and
was an extremely weird little dog. He would not work a treadmill very well so he had to handwalked for the most part. He too,
was a devastating, hard biting dog though about ten pounds lighter than Ironhead. When we got to Monterey and settled in our
rooms, we had the usual dog talk in Maurice’s room. I was watching Pistol and he was sitting in the middle of the room
staring at a picture on the wall. After about twenty minutes he slowly turned his head and picked out another spot on the
wall and stared at it for a while. He kept this up until he had twisted his head almost completely around, then slowly turned
back to the original spot and started it all over again. The next morning about two hours before the match with Ironhead,
Maurice dropped a tab of bute on him and we went to the pit site, a bullfighting ring high in the mountains above Monterey.
Ironhead was matched into a big brindle bitch belonging to Enrique Morfin of Mexico City and she quickly realized that she
was in for the fight of her life. At about the twenty minute mark she got Ironhead by the lower jaw and held on with that
hold for about forty-five minutes, breaking the lower jaw in the process. Ironhead just kept working around until he finally
worked free, and as testimony to his hard mouth killed the bitch in the pit in just over an hour, some twenty minutes after
getting free of the jaw hold. The match with Pistol never came off. Maurice and the owner of his opponent had agreed to weigh
the day before, and of course Maurice fed Pistol ice cream and a little extra meat, so when the Mexican owner, the son of
a General in the Mexican Army decided at pit side that he wanted to weigh in again, Pistol was over the weight.
tactic caused quite a stir with the opposing parties; all of a sudden we looked up and found that we were surrounded by soldiers
armed with machine guns. Maurice finally agreed to pay the forfeit and when the Mexican reached to take the money Maurice
let it drop to the ground, a supreme insult to the Mexicans. We were told by the Mexican General to gather our dogs and our
belongings and leave within the hour, which we did post haste. We sweated it out all the way to the border, thinking we might
be ambushed at any minute or at least stopped and our dogs taken. We made it out okay though and I have never returned to
Mexico for a dogfight, though I still have some very good friends and fellow Dogmen there. Carver’s Pistol the best
I can remember was a two time winner and later became well known as a producing sire. Just two more good dogs from Maurice’s
yard that I was fortunate enough to have hands on experience with.
Hall & Hooten’s Jailhouse and her
sister Jeanette, these two fine females were sent to me by Bobby Hall as pups in the summer of 1984. They were out of a litter
sired by Mercer’s Spring Son, a two time winner down from the Bullyson line out of Bobby’s great Grand Champion
Princess, another Bullyson bred dog that was a seven time winner. Both Jeanette and Jailhouse were black with a little white
on their chest and rear toes, and though Jailhouse was my favorite, both were similar in attitude and nature. I hand raised
them both in the same way I hand raised other good dogs for myself and Maurice Carver. Jeanette was matched one time in 1987
losing in deep game fashion to the great Grand Champion Spookie in Florida, and named GameDog of The Year in 1987 for her
losing efforts. Jailhouse was a devastating nose dog matched twice, winning both in about an hour each before being sold and
exported to England, where I am told she produced some good dogs and at least one other pit winner before she died of an
Hooten’s Headhunter, a big brindle dog from a sire/daughter breeding (Cool Hand Luke
back to his daughter Belle Star) that produced Headhunter and a very punishing bitch, Hooten’s Chula, out of a litter
of six. Headhunter won his first match at nineteen months of age at fifty-two pounds over a well experienced three year old
dog. This match was in 1994 and Headhunter was declared the winner in fifty-five minutes after his opponent tried to jump
the pit wall.
Hooten’s Pistol, a littermate brother to Belle Star, and the dam of Headhunter. Pistol was
sired by Hooten’s Cool Hand Luke and out of Hooten’s Miss Bolero, who was a daughter of the famous four time winner
Champion Chinaman ROM and the game, hardmouthed four time winning bitch Fat Bill’s Bolero. Pistols only match was in
Mexico and he was picked up ahead in that match and showing deep gameness because it was feared that if he was left down longer,
that even if he won, he would be lost. The match went two hours. Pistol has become a producing sire of deep game pit winners
that show good ability and mouth.
Hooten’s Miss Pistol, a very high class, fastlane bitch that is a one
time winner at the time of this writing. She is an extremely hardmouthed, foul fighting bitch that goes deep into the stifle
and gut of her opponents. She won her first match in eleven minutes, defeating a one time winner and receiving the Best of
Show award for her efforts. There are many more good dogs that I could discuss. Some that achieved their greatness in
combat and some that made their mark as producers of good, hardmouthed Gamedogs. The last two I will mention are my good producing
brood dogs, Hooten’s Cool Hand Luke and his daughter, Hooten’s Belle Star, both proven producers.
Cool Hand Luke, a hardmouthed, very game dog that was unmatched due to his bad habit of chewing his chain, a habit that destroyed
his teeth at an early age. He was looked at twice, very hard and Luke has produced several good dogs, and a couple of very
deep game dogs from a limited number of breedings. Hooten’s Belle Star, the brindle littermate sister to Pistol
and Spike has been bred only twice as she has different heat cycles. Both times she was bred to her sire Cool Hand Luke, and
both times she had six pups, three males and three females. The first litter produced Hooten’s Headhunter and his sister,
a very hardmouthed punishing bitch, Hooten’s Chula. The second litter has not yet reached adult age. Belle Star has
been looked at several times and though not an outstanding match quality dog, she has demonstrated quality gameness, an average
mouth and most importantly of all is a proven producer of game dogs with good ability.
Q: What other Dogmen have
in your opinion had a major influence on the dog game?
A: There are several top Dogmen that come to mind immediately.
And I certainly don’t mean to offend anyone I don’t mention, for there are many good breeders, conditioners and
handlers from the past and present that have in their own way affected and influenced the dog game to what it is today. But,
in answer to your question, I can only relay those who stand out in my mind, many of whom I have had the opportunity and pleasure
of knowing personally. Men like John Colby, Howard Heinzl, Earl Tudor, Maurice Carver, Floyd Boudreaux, Fat Bill, Ed and James
Crenshaw, Don Mayfield, Bobby Hall, and the list could go on. Though many Dogmen may tend to disagree with me I offer this
thought, there are basically two categories of Dogmen: Dog fighters who are experts in the field of conditioning and handling,
and dog breeders who have the God given ability to make breedings between individuals that consistently produce outstanding
individuals that carry a particular line with the traits that everyone desires, gameness and ability. In many cases both categories
are in one man, but in my opinion it is the dog breeders that have the most influence on the breed in the long run, for it
is they that perpetuate the desired characteristics of the breed to the dog that produced that good winning dog. Quite often
the dog fighter is not the least bit interested in the breeding of a certain winning dog, the breeder always is.
Q: What do you think of the game today & are there any major differences from when you first started out?
In the almost thirty years I have been associated with the breed I have seen various peaks and valleys caused by many different
circumstances. But always, at the core of the sport were those who had allowed the breed to become the focal point of their
lives and who have demonstrated the honesty and tenacity of the breed they love, admire and respect. There are many, many
more numbers of people involved with the breed today, but more does not always mean better. When I first started out the days
of the old time conventions were in full swing.
There would be ten to fifteen matches scheduled between top name dogs
representing the top breeders, owners, conditioners and handlers in the nation. These shows might, as often did, take two
days or three days to complete and we had the opportunity to meet and get to know on a personal basis other Dogmen from all
parts of the United States and foreign countries. All that started to change, and drastically so in the late 70’s and
on through the 80’s and 90’s. A change brought about the increased numbers of people who were not true dog people,
but were people who jumped on the band wagon to feed their ego and their pocketbooks by being associated with the breed of
dog that is more honest by far than many of those people were. Many of these people were of the criminal element of our society
associated with a wide range of criminal activities, the most damning of all drug dealing. When you link that regrettable
fact to the increased pressure being applied on the sport by the whacko tree huggers and animal rights activists, who spend
more of their time tending to other peoples business than that of their own, then you have a major problem and the heat goes
along with it. The days of the old time conventions are regrettably gone forever. And the necessary trend for today, and far
into the future, is for small very private shows limited to small numbers of known participants and witnesses on each side.
Regrettable as that may be, that is the way it must be if the breed is to survive as the breed that is loved, admired and
respected for its beauty, ability and above all deep gameness.
Q: Do you think that there are any real differences
in the dogs today compared to when you started out?
A: Time always creates change, but this change is also always
more gradual in humans and animals. Yes, I believe there are some differences in the dogs that were around when I first got
started out some twenty-eight years ago. Though there were some in those days that were hard biting, flashy, crowd pleasing
dogs, the majority of the dogs I saw in action were perhaps more steady work horse types with obvious deep gameness and went
about their job in a steady fashion. There seems to be more of the hardmouthed flashy dogs today that demonstrate the quick
destruction of their opponents. Two of the most memorable of this type of dog from the old days were Bullyson and his littermate,
Eli Jr. Matches of today seem to be much shorter overall, and whether this is attributed to better dogs or better conditioning
or perhaps of more importance, less game dogs than the dogs of old, I really can not say with authority. Conditioning techniques
are in my opinion much better today than in the days of old, and as with human athletes nutrition is much better. Better training
and better nutrition contributes to better performance in both humans and animals, so maybe this is the difference. The bottom
line, I guess is that in my humble opinion, hardmouthed destroyers are indeed crowd pleasers, but the ones that really pull
at your heart and remain in your memory long after they have passed on are those dogs that have displayed deep, dead game
gameness in the face of extreme adversity. They are the ones that will make those stumbling, crawling scratches just one more
time when everyone thought they were finished. I truly believe that there are more dogs today that will, and do, take the
count standing on their scratch line than the dogs of some twenty to thirty years ago.
Q: Which modern day Dogmen
do you think are having the most influence on the game today & why?
A: Anytime I am asked this question I have
to answer with names of breeders over fighters because it is the men who study their dogs and make the breedings that perpetuate
the desired traits in their dogs that keep the breed in its purest form of desire, ability and deep gameness. Though there
must be those who take what the breeders have produced to prove up the bloodlines and the efforts of the breeders. Perhaps,
it is the combination of efforts of the two (and some of the best conditioners and handlers are also breeders) to keep the
breed what it is. But there are many excellent conditioners, handlers and owners of Gamedogs today that have no real interest
in devoting the time and effort that it takes to be a good breeder. Nor do they desire to experience the heartbreak and frustration
that the true breeder of Gamedogs endures through the years. In that respect I must mention men like Terry Townsend, Sam Cates,
Pat Patrick, Fat Bill, James Crenshaw, Gary Hammonds, and Floyd Boudreaux. There are many more too numerous to list.
These breeders have carried on the true core of the breed by perpetuating the Gamedog traits and bloodlines that are so very
vital to the long term survival of the breed.
Q: If you could choose three dogs, past or present, which ones would
you choose & why?
A: Now that is a tough one, but it would be just as tough if you asked me to name ten, twenty
or perhaps fifty. In order to better answer this question, I’m going to cheat and just pick three males, and three females.
Please keep in mind that this is just my opinion and one must try and consider all factors in making a choice of this sort.
There have been many outstanding pit dogs that failed to produce anything as good as or better than themselves. So, one must
try to choose those that were not only outstanding pit dogs, but also good solid proven producers. My first choice would have
to be Tudor’s Dibo due to his being the all time top producing dog. His basic influence is still very important in the
top bloodlines and performers of today. Just take almost any top dog of today and trace his pedigree back far enough and you
most likely will find Dibo back there somewhere. My second choice would have to be Champion Butcher Boy because he was truly
an outstanding, hard punishing and in the end a deep game pit dog. He also produced a limited line of dogs that still carry
on his tradition of hardmouthed punishing abilities and deep gameness. These dogs are very hard to hurt and or disable, and
will kill you in the pit. He is of course a descendant of the great Dibo. Third, and by no means least would be Clayton’s
Eli Jr. This dog was a devastating pit dog that destroyed two high class, fastlane opponents and passed the test of time in
his producing abilities by passing on his ability, mouth and gameness to his sons, daughters, grandsons and granddaughters,
and amazingly on down the line for the past quarter century and more. If one will examine the bloodlines of such greats as
Grand Champion Nigerino, a five time winner and producer of many outstanding dogs; Champion Chinaman, a four time winner and
Register of Merit sire; and so many more, the proof is in the pudding as the old saying goes. Eli Jr. had a littermate brother
that is famous in his own right, but I do not believe that Bullyson was quite as good a dog in any way as Eli Jr., I am sure
that there will be those who disagree with me. Bullyson was an outstanding pit dog and sire; I also use his blood as a foundation
(blended with that of Eli Jr.) in many of my top dogs on my yard. But I firmly believe that the descendants directly down
from Eli Jr. are the better dogs overall.
Picking three females is as difficult as choosing the males as there
are so many outstanding ones to pick from, but here goes. My first choice would be Champion Honeybunch. This outstanding bitch
was not only a great pit bitch, but as time has proven beyond any doubt, she was also a great producer and many of the top
dogs of today can be traced back directly to her. Carver’s Miss Spike must be recognized for her contribution to the
breed over the past quarter century. To my knowledge she was never matched, but produced many top quality dogs that were outstanding
producers on their own right, Art’s Missy being one of them. Ken Allen’s Double Grand Champion Tornado must in
my opinion be on anyone’s list of top class, fastlane combat bitches. I am not familiar with her producing abilities,
but her performance must put her in the top five of all time outstanding combat dogs, male or female. There are so many more
outstanding dogs, both male and female, that my list should not by any means be considered the final authority on how they
should be listed. This is just my choice at this time.
Q: What do you think the future holds for the game?
A: We are in very dangerous times today, for the breed, the sport and for those of us who are involved in anyway with either!
The animal rights whackos in every state of the United States and in most foreign countries have grown in numbers, financial
and political influence and they are going after the breed, the sport, the owners and the breeders with a fanatical vengeance.
They are using highly financed tactics of emotional, negative ads on television and in the newspapers and magazines. Many
of the radicals are the same folks attacking the freedoms of the American people and of course the rights and freedoms of
people all over the world. They have declared a genocide war on the breed and the basic philosophy is that they would rather
see every Pit Bull Terrier dead than in the hands of someone who might use them for fighting purposes. These radical, senseless
people are like the radicals in all societies throughout history who strive to dictate and control other peoples lives by
passing laws that outlaw all who disagree with the philosophy of the radicals who desire power and control over others. In
the end I must believe that the breed and those of us who are true Bulldog People will somehow survive, but I do believe there
are dark times ahead for all of us. We will not survive in the numbers and world wide popularity of the breed that exists
today and will most likely be forced deep underground.
Q: You are one of the most respected Dogmen of our time, if
you could give one or two tips to someone who is maybe just starting out in the game what would they be?
A: I humbly
appreciate your referral to me as such, but I consider myself just a Bulldog Man who has had the good fortune to have been
involved with a very special breed of dog and a number of very special individuals also associated with the breed. I, as have
many, have paid a very high price for my love and association with the breed. The best tips and advice I can give newcomers
to the breed are as follows:
1). Deal ONLY with those of proven reputations of honesty and integrity in their dealings
with others and with the dogs!
2). Be extremely careful and diligent in your breeding program and start with a bloodline
of your choice and stick with a planned breeding program. Do not be bashful about asking the advice of proven breeders!
3). Do not expect from your dogs or your friends what you are not willing to give of yourself! Keep Scratchin’.