Linda’s prompt this week is ‘Smell’.
Maggie’s sense of smell is amazing.
I could fill this post with numbers and statistics that would leave you in awe, but that’s already been done by bloggers and experts far better than I, and besides is outside ‘the rules’ of this challenge if I had to look anything up.
On numerous occasions whilst out walking, Maggie has gone into overdrive, pacing the hedgerows back and forth, not giving up, nose to the ground, periodically sniffing the air only to put her nose back in the undergrowth.
Her tail is a whirlwind of rotation and activity as her excitement increases.
She flushes them out.
A frantic flutter of panicked wings reveals her quarry, ptarmegon, partridge or pheasant, the Three Ps of the countryside, either for sport or dinner.