We went for our first big walk yesterday, a lap of the back paddock. It was, like most mornings here, a glorious morning and as we headed up the hill from the house the views became even more stunning. There are always lots of birds calling to us and one in particular that has a very pretty song. I am yet to catch a good look at him so I don't know what type of bird he is, it is not one that we use to get in Chidlow.
Our walk was beautiful and peaceful. We chatted and laughed and the dogs ran and played. At one stage I did a bit of a dog head count and realized 2 were missing. Then we saw them in the distance at the back of the neighbouring paddock, running flat out. There in front of them was a fox running for his life. I didn't think they would be able to catch it but the gap was closing fast. The fox changed tactics and started zig zagging to try and throw them off, it was amazing to watch as the dogs zig zagged along behind the fox. By this stage they were through the next paddock and heading up the rocky hill at the back. This is about when I started to get worried and had visions of the fox and dogs all disappearing into the distance never to be seen again. I started to call just as they went out of sight but within a few seconds the 2 dogs reappeared and ran all the way back to us. I was quite surprised as I thought the thrill of the hunt would be more important to them or maybe I just got lucky and the fox had found a hiding spot.