They are bloody tough to hunt and go feral surprisingly quick. We had one terrorising the back of our farm for many months, many years ago. He would become aware of us from a good 200 meters and start growling and barking before disappearing. We worked out that He had a territory up on a limestone ridge and one day when conditions were perfect my old man told me to "go kill that bloody dog!" It had just stopped raining and was a bit windy with wind blowing from bush out to farm. I got really lucky and picked up his prints straight away and over the next 4 hours worked my way a K along the ridge, where I got ultra lucky and unknowingly cornered him against a limestone bluff. It was too this day one of the most exciting hunts I have done as for 20 minutes he growled at me from less than 40 meters and I could not see him as I inched forward. Finally I spotted him in the fern at about 15 meters and got him and received a dose of the shakes afterwards.
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