On Friday I took the hounds for a walk in the woods.  Rosie decided that my choice of route was not the same as hers.  And she looked at me down her long nose, ignored me calling and just *went*.   I don't think she was even chasing anything.  She'd just decided that my company was uncongenial.   And she vanished.   After I'd searched for an hour, ( Read more... )

( Bah )