Yea the mills were kool, but was an open exchange of information because I had something to offer. It was the hounds, Tom was putting bulldogs on the ground at the time. It was night and day between his place and when the dogs were with Randy. I loved that little Lefty dog he had of Tom's who produced petty well for him. Johnny Boy would bite the shit out of you if you could get him out the house but produced solid dogs and Ranger never put one on the gound half his size. Randy tought me the value of a good bitch and what she would do for your yard.