Credit for this dog-walking tale has to go to my wife. She had Fern, Rush and May on a triple lead when they stood bolt upright like a trio of Meerkats, staring into a field bordered by woodland. They had seen fox cubs. Four of them. It become clear over… read more →
A few weeks ago, Fern and I took an early morning walk by the river and found an otter. The photos can be seen on the blog of the time. However, that wasn’t the end of the walk. On the way back, Fern became obsessed with something buried in the… read more →
I take my dogs walking first thing in the morning. At sunrise. I have to take them one at a time because all three at once make for an unruly mob who consider the countryside to be their personal theme park.