(25) Today went out hunting with the old hunter + his dogs. We went south of the temple on the flanks of the mountain some 5 or feet above the valley. Took a position on a point nearly halfway to Lichuan. The dogs however bayed not so much while down there (9 am to 2 P.M.) so I returned to camp disappointed. At 7 P.M., one of the hunters returned by the temple with the news that one of them had shot a serow 20 or away high on the mountain & that the large dog, the only good left in the pack had been killed by the serow having been pulled off a cliff by the infuriated animal. At 8 P.M. the hunters returned bearing the serow on a pole + the old hunter carrying his own half dead dog in his arms. The poor dog was breathing.