Traction and handbrake turns

Well the Tramp learned another lesson this morning, you can't do handbrake turns in a muddy field without skidding into a sideways roll through the biggest muddy puddle there, mud right up under his winter coat even in his ear. So not surprising when led off to the river for a dunking and good scrub down. After which he went strait back to the field for more racing about and a dry off, fortunately with no more traction problems 

Dunked in the river

The tramp

Is sulking because he got thrown in the river. Lesson, when your the intrepid Furryfing hunter and they're running through the trees and your on the ground keep one eye on where your going or you could end up in a smelly bog.

It did really pong and there was no way you were  getting in the car smelling like that so in the river you went.

Now we know that the intrepid hunter hates water and is not a very good swimmer so perhaps to avoid another dunking you best look where your going. 

The intrepid Tramp and the tic

It wasn't a huge great big one, it wasn't even a middling size one, it was a little tiny titchy tic.

But had you heard the squealing, yelping, winging noises emitting from the *intrepid one* you would have thought we were sawing his leg off. 

The great hunter of all small Furryfings left trembling by a tiny tic and now seeking comfort from the boss, who has promised not to tell anyone what a woos he is.

Tramp gets goosed

Took Tramp for his walk yesterday just before dark, flushed a pheasant out and chased it across the field thought it was great fun so then tried it with some geese who promptly turned on him. Came racing back with his tail between his legs and a surprised look on his face. 

WALKIES

WALKIES you must be joking *right*. You do know it's peeing down out there and that I don't do wet 

I suppose you think this is a joke Well on your settee be it. 

Squrrellythings

Advice to all you intrepid squirrellything huntin  Lurchers out there from The Tramp. If a squirrellything runs through the railings and up d tree don't try to follow squirrellythings fit between railings Lurchers don't. Boss had to extract Iz from said railing and Iz waznt squealin cos I was fritend well just a Likle bit 

Tramp the intrepid hunter

From the tramp

Iz in big big trouble, Iz chasin a cat (as yer do) when it ran through this open door into dis house Iz being Tramp the intrepid hunter chased it inside, big big mistake dis lady starts to scream and shout so Iz abandon d hunt and leg it fast out of there and hide behind d Bosses legs before he can walk of an pretend Iz not his.

From the Boss

7am on a Sunday and grovelling to a very hysterical and irate woman who's just had her kitchen invaded by a lunatic lurcher who is now standing looking into space as if butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. Managed to assure her it will never happen again and drag him off down the road wishing I could give him a swift toe in the nuts except he's had them off.