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She would not settle, knew there was a ptarmigan or pheasant to chase. She was scared of nothing, the woods being an awesome place to explore, her nose to the ground as each smell battled to compete with her senses. She was a young and fit pup then, always on the go, taking no notice of us humans complaining of aching joints and breathlessness.
She never strayed far, we were never redundant in her world and she would return to us on her own, roll over on her back for a tummy rub, her back leg pedaling the air as we found that ‘itchy bit’.
She rolled a pigeon once, and flipped a young rabbit kitten, all in play, never aggressive, just fun. A squirrel stood its ground and nipped her on the nose. How it bled but she was OK. We cleaned it and stroked her head telling her she was a good girl.
She never went on the pest control runs, but had her fair share of the rabbit pies I cooked.
Sadly she is no longer with us, but we have so many wonderful memories of happy days.
Photos: left and centre November 2019, right September 2019