Some of my greatest memories and fun afield occurred while chasing bunnies with a pack of beagles, and one of the most unusual memories took place on a hunt near Sandersville, GA. It was February and very late in the season; and it was hot weather, too hot actually with temps in low 80's. It was also rutting season, a fact no more clearly illustrated than when the dogs opened up in a thicket and ran out a bunny with another holding onto its back. Only time I've ever witnessed two running cottontails bagged with one shot.
