The Longest Day

Just one more pic from the 2CV camp (which all seems like a distant memory now it's effects have all been shampoo'd and trimmed away. The is a shot of a lovely lady we met on camp (well... I met - Meg and the H already knew her) with one of her brother/sister collie cross combination, Ben (seen here) and Nellie. This is a pic of Haggis lying down next to her and me giving her a kiss. We had great times running about with Ben and Nellie. The humans are always amazed that the dogs, in a camp environment, seem to be completely unfazed, joining together to form one big loose family pack and sharing the camping field as common territory. We all move about the site intermingling. Nobody fights or tries to declare any one bit of the field as theirs.

Sooo.... we get to the Summer Solstice... the longest Day. Dad is now back from a "team building" away-day where he tells us he acheived a lifetime ambition of having a go at Falconry. Steve who normally works up in Stratford, brought down a buzzard, Lanner Falcon, Harris Hawk, Saker Falcon, and Eagle owl and a Barn Owl and the gang were all given training and shown how to hold them and fly them. He now thinks (pah!) that a Saker falcon might be better at catching rabbits than a westie!

Even me!

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