well, that would be calling in the attack dogs. im not that good thoughI was out checking fences when I was younger with my dad, and the dogs bayed a wounded doe in the creek bed, this was right around deer season. Being on horse back I rode in to see what they had cornered, expecting it to be a coyote. My dad lassoed it and we field dressed it right there in the creek and brought it home to process. This thread reminded me of that for some reason and just wanted to share the memory.