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Friday, 24 February 2012

L'eau de Vixen the equivalent of Chanel no 5

Hello everyone!

Well its been a busy week already! Gosh so much has been happening and so much more too, the weekend has only just begun!!!

I will start with last weekend.
Saturday. Lie in for mummy (lazy git stayed in till 8am!) we had a quick morning constitutional before breakfast then accompanid her to the yard to see her other beloved four legged creatures.

Mouse and I had a lovely ride out with Spider, he was on form and treated to a canter along the sandy diversion tracks which are in place while usual route is resurfaced. This was a bonus for us, new smells, views and places to look at. Mouse put up one or two pheasants on the track boundary, was yelled at one or two times for doing it, took notice for all of two minutes then repeated the action one or two times more a mile further on. I think it's very funny, Mouse has mummy sussed, she get's called to heel, acts like a saint,  then half a minute later happily snuffles off behind her big nose to sniff out more unsuspecting pheasant's. Fortunately, as we aren't allowed to stray far, we don't desturb any ground nesting birds or manage to catch the pheasants, Mouse is hopeful but far too slow!

Once back at the yard Chris came to join us for a marathon field clearing session. I will never understand this odd human behaviour. The horses eat the grass, they poo (lots and lots and lots in huge steamy piles which the big noisy dung beetles like), mummy collects up the poo (today with the help of Chris, the giant poo collector), it is then left in a huge pile on the yard (have to say the smell is divine!) then when it has heated up and gone rotten, more humans come and take it away to put in their garden. I don't understand this activity, when Lordy poo's on the veg patch at home he gets scalded and his poo is immediately removed. Not fair I say, he is only helping, don't you people see that!

Anyway, for the duration of this tedious activity, Mouse and I went for a sneaky wander in the woods right next to the field. Its not far so technically we weren't wandering off, just having a little adventure together. It was wonderful, we dug up a mole hill, played sticks, Mouse always has to win by collecting the biggest stick and trying to run with it. We played hide and seek between the trees and logs, chased two squirrels and just as we were onto our third, there it was.....a little sticky black pile of the most wonderful smelling anointment on this planet, yep, fox poo. Oh joy and rapture, the smell of all smells, it is simply scrumptious! Mouse and I took it in turns to decorate ourselves in the perfumed effluent and made sure we anointed behind our ears and smeared as much across our backs and shoulders as possible. After several attempts to ensure maximum coverage, we admired each others new fragrance and agreed that we were 'proper' hunters now, painted for battle.

Under the disguise of L'eau, de fox we returned to the job of squirrel chasing and it wasn't long before number four was hurtling itself at break neck speed up a tree to the safety of the above canopy. Number four threw a couple of twigs at us in disgust, one missed me, the other landed on Mouse. After a couple of expletives and rude gestures, punctuated by our whistle we returned to the field to join the 'poo picker's'

All packed up and ready to empty the straining poo laden trailer, we decide to grab a lift and jumped into the back of Wesley, we had just started to move when the grumbling from the 'cheap seats' up front started. Within a split second the back door was opened and we were thrown back out. Lordy was allowed to stay! Apparently this was because he didn't stink!

Our perfumed aroma was to be short lived, the humans disapproved and the cold hose was employed quicker than you can say fox sh1t!....................Harumph!

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