Let's go this way...

Luckily it's never occurred to Hound to jump or climb. Some see it as a handicap; Hound stands helplessly at stiles and gates, appealing for assistance. I see it as a saviour; the Yorkshire countryside is our playground, and the more obstacles (natural or man made) the better to stem the 'enthusiasm' of this natural hunter. "To Beamsley?" He mused. "Home" I said.