Birth of a hunting dog Part 7

My Master pulled out the washing tub to show his nephew how to groom his animals.
He turned on the hose and put Duke in the tub first. He hosed him down, then brought out the brush and washed him off. Duke shook to get dry.
Master and his nephew laughed.
Master then whistled for me. I walked up and stepped into the tub. He hosed me down.
It was my first bath of the week. He hosed me down. He then told his nephew to grab a brush and help him scrub.
"Each dog I own has his particular needs," my Master said when he was scrubbing. "Bullet here, his body's a little different."
He scrubbed hard inside the crack of my ass "to get the shit and fleas out."
"They like to congregate in their and around his cock," he said while scrubbing me between my legs. "They also congregate under his front legs."
He hosed me down again to get the soap off. I shook dry just like Duke, only the water didn't fly around as much since I didn't have the hair he does.
I climbed out of the tub and turned over on my back.
"All of my dogs like me to rub their belly," my Master said. "When I first found Bullet, he didn't want me to. But now he enjoys it just like the rest."
My Master scratched and rubbed my nipples and stomach. He knew where to touch to make me squirm.
"See there, his cock's getting a little hard," my Master said. "Master knows how to make Bullet feel good."
He motioned for Jeremy to do the same, which he did.
"Ok, it's time to get up," he said.
He snapped his fingers. I rolled back over.
He slapped me hard once on the ass.
I sat down.
"Good boy!" my Master said.
"When you're around each of your dogs, you'll teach them certain commands without having to say it," Master said. "Just because Bullet can understand more words than the rest, you shouldn't speak to him. You give him sets of commands like the rest."
I sat by Duke. He pet both of us on our backs and scratched behind our ears. Jeremy, his nephew did the same. We both sat by their chairs while they grilled out at and talked.
Master tossed a hotdog off Duke's way and he picked it off the ground and ate. He did the same to me.
"Everyonce in a while, they appreciate human food," my Master said.
When they were done eating, he told his nephew to grab a couple of guns.
He whistled to me and pointed to the back of the truck.
"Good boy," he said when I climbed up. "It's just going to be you tonight."
He and his nephew got into the front of the truck and we went off down the road.
We came to a stop about a half mile down the road. They got out.
He whistled for me to get out of the truck.
"This looks like a good spot," he told his nephew. "Since he's not as fast as the other dogs, it's kind of hard to take him coon hunting with them. But I know he can do it."
He grabbed me by the collar and slapped my ass twice. I put my nose to the ground and began sniffing and talk off in the direction of the woods. I smelled a rabbit, but that wasn't what we were looking for. After about a half hour, I was deep alone in the woods.
Then I picked up the scent. I followed and saw the raccoon behind a bush. I let out a loud yelp. The raccoon took off. I let out another yelp.
I followed him and chased him up a tree. I continued to yelp. I put my front legs on the tree, it was almost like standing on two legs again.
I didn't know if my Master and his nephew had found me until I heard a gunshot.
The raccoon fell from the tree.
"Good boy!" my Master said. He bent over and petted me on the head.
I licked him in the face. "I knew you could do it!"
He then pointed to the truck and whistled. I hopped back into the back of the truck for our journey home.
He let me in the house after we returned. I turned over.
This time, Jeremy played with my belly, and then my Master.
"I knew when he came back to me that I had a very special dog," my Master said.