I had a hound named Gypsy, she was a pretty fare rabbit hound. I ran her alot with Cody's Sharpe Mikie and the other Blackfoot hounds, they were about more than she could handle. On hard running days, I would catcher looking around in the checks, soloing her in the off time was the only way to keep her honest, constant pack pressure from that group would have ruined her as a well rounded individual.
The day I sold her, the buyer wanted to see her run a rabbit solo. She took that rabbit around the coal mine and up a drainage we were standing on, banked with briars. The rabbit came up the bank to our feet, did an about face, doubled on it's own track back down the hill and went with a right handed turn half way down into the briars again. Well the buyer said to me, "we'll see how she handles this one". Well along came the ole girl yodeling her song, up the bank, through the briar hitting the open field, lifted her head, gave us a look, put back down her head, turn about, and back down the bank she went making the right turn and down through the drainage again never missing a beat. The fellow just looked at me and said, "consider her sold!
Gypsy was not a super power that could handle anything thrown at her forever, but she was a very nice hound and I recognized that when putting her under alot of pressure from strong hounds (an I considered Mikie one of the most powerful hounds I ever ran with). The only thing that made me sell her was her failure in the whelping pen, I never got anything of worth, and poor conformation was a curse in her genes, tho she herself was a nice made hound.
I believe in all honesty, many of those who compete,.... solo and mix company with other hounds constantly to keep them open to running with others. "Good" competition hounds have to run faultlessly with strange and other faulty hounds, they must quickly learn who to trust and who to ignore, while all along doing their own work and remaining focused on the fading rabbit scent. It's quite a frenzy for a hound to get all sorted out and try to remain an honest workman. Many fail and take the easy less honest way,... you know, happy tail watchers, me-too-er's, throwing their mouth just because they revel at the excitement... and then you have those who believe the check is not where the scent ended, "but to stay ahead", up on the hill somewhere above ...
A pack that is brought up together is different, they know each others virtues and whom to trust at the cry. It is like they communicate without sound sometimes in their methods, they work as a team. Young hounds are not without the dangers of faultiness when being entered tho, they have much to learn and figure out about the happenings around them. They need the taste of success that builds confidence but yet the understanding of cooperation among their own kind that results in greater pressure on the game and more exciting chase. Excitement, jealousy,...immaturity in mind, unlearned skill and physical ability all endanger the young when entering the game on a mature level. Some say "sink or swim", others say, "having the eye to head off cracking the metal".
Is a solder, a solder when he enlist, or does boot-camp serve any purpose...can a young warrior suffer the effect of to much to soon.
I remember as a kid when we were in Cross-country, we did Indian runs across the coalmine grounds,... I remember hearing the cry come back from the front of the line, "to the head",... what was that all about anyway...

...those freshmen were never going to finish in front of us anyway.
