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Stopped to chat to a nice bloke in a wheelchair, in the shopping centre car park on the way to Grimmauld Place. He liked the dogs and he actually identified Squish's breed. As I told him, if I had a pound for every time that had happened, I'd have three pounds. If I had a pound for every time he'd been called a Dalmatian I'd have a healthy budget for my new production of 101 German Shorthaired Pointers by now.
Spike was doing his usual attention whore routine, and Squish was scanning the horizon for wildlife, as he does whenever he's not in the house, when I felt him freeze from scan mode to THERE IT IS!!!
I followed his nose like a compass needle and there, maybe twenty feet away was a fox. Staring at us with a faintly amused expression. The dogs lost it and started yapping and singing, and the fox still didn't move. I took a few steps towards him and he retreated another five feet, licked his nose and carried on staring. In the end it was me who ran away; I was afraid the dogs' heads might explode. Go fox!
Spike was doing his usual attention whore routine, and Squish was scanning the horizon for wildlife, as he does whenever he's not in the house, when I felt him freeze from scan mode to THERE IT IS!!!
I followed his nose like a compass needle and there, maybe twenty feet away was a fox. Staring at us with a faintly amused expression. The dogs lost it and started yapping and singing, and the fox still didn't move. I took a few steps towards him and he retreated another five feet, licked his nose and carried on staring. In the end it was me who ran away; I was afraid the dogs' heads might explode. Go fox!
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