News Hound Ady & Flo

We were staying in the cabin in the bush when the boss said to me, 'let's go for a walk with Ruger”.

Now I'm always keen for a walk although I hadn't been out with Ruger before. He's the tall skinny individual with the one-eyed, steely gaze, who doesn't say much, just hangs out in the long tall iron kennel with his equally ruthless friend, Ben Elli. I've never met Ben Elli, but legend has it that he has a mighty big bark and can bring down high geese and fast-flying ducks.

Anyway, the boss and Ruger and me headed out into the cool night air, with all sorts of interesting new smells and sounds for a pup to soak up.

I kept pretty close to the boss and listened really well. Then we spotted a wild thing in the tree. The boss had the spotlight on him and I could see his big yellow eyes glinting back at us. I wasn't sure whether to bark or run. Or both.

Then Ruger let fly. That was exciting. The boss pointed him at the possum and Ruger let out one loud, sharp bark. The possum fell from the tree and hit the ground in front of me with a thud. It had a hole clean through it, I think Ruger must have done that.

This was all very exciting and my little puppy tail was just about wagging off my bottom. Feeling very brave, since the wild thing wasn't moving any more, I ran in and gave it a nip, just to make sure.
The boss said I'd done good and let me have a good sniff at the wild thing that Ruger killed.

No worries, boss, I can sniff out more of those for you.
There's plenty left and they've been having a good time in the trees since old Diesel hasn't been around to harass them. I guess it's my turn now.

But I think we'll needv Ruger along. Those trees look mighty hard for a small dog to climb.

- Flo.

Yo Flo, you just wait until you are old enough to have walks with Remington and it all happens when the boss takes an Escort with him.

I am struggling to comprehend though which gives the best bang.

You have done well girl, your initiation into the wild world of things that go off in the night has begun; you have a few more years to learn the ins and outs of possum hunting with uncle. My knowledge of the furry things is very limited, (feathers are more my thing).
It must be a Labrador thing and when the prey falls out of the tree, you are only thinking it is something else to eat.

I am getting bored out of my tree at the moment. The boss has been so busy at No. 1, catering for all your two-leggers party habits, so my daily exercise regime has been limited to keeping Flo out of my tucker bowl, as unfortunately there are not many possums here on The Strand for her, (plenty of turkeys) in the wee small hours though.

Not a worry, as very soon the big guy in the red suit will have paid us a visit and it will be back to clocking up some serious training for next year.

Take it easy out there all and remember party hard, party long, but party safely.

-Ady

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