A hunting we will go.

We won't out for an evening stroll with The Wonder Dog after a bit of a long drive this afternoon.

Nothing much to report other than Ruaridh decided that, as he was bred specifically to hunt foxes, that he should display his skills, aggression and sheer determination to rid the planet of his hated enemy tonight.

He spotted a city cousin and was after it like a shot, unfortunately he forgot that he was on a lead at the time and nearly strangled himself but the thought was there and the fox got of his mark sharpish.

Oh well maybe next time.