We were due to meet in the village pub but the farmer whose land we would be hunting passed away suddenly and as is usual, out of respect for a popular man, a grand old supporter of the hunt, the venue was changed to a place far away at the opposite end of our country;…
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The Day of the Match
The meet was at a remote spot on the mountain at a farm tucked away between the hills and sheltered just a little from the worst of the weather. Which was just as well for the forecast was heavy rain turning to sleet and snow and driven by strong winds. Sounds like blizzard conditions to…
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Hunting Fit
I usually spend much of the summer months walking the dogs, two or three at a time but this year, for various reasons, I didn’t do so much. I like to walk the dogs, it’s not only a nice break from the kennel for them, it also helps to keep me reasonably fit, or for…
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Alpha Male and the Dogs Home Crowd!
Our season usually starts very slowly for us diggers and this year is no exception. I should be used to it but I never fail to panic and imagine all sorts of reasons to be pessimistic. Few foxes – nothing like the old days – too much shooting by day and by night – hardly…
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Tired of Living
No, not me, I’ve not quite reached that stage yet! But it’s a condition that many an old working terrier arrives at. They seem to suddenly grow weary as if life has at last become a burden to heavy to bear. Sometimes it’s just a temporary, fleeting condition and they come through it in a…
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