A busy day on the old demesne supervising Meadowcroft as he sweeps up the fallen leaves and training my younger gun dogs. One puppy catches my eye in particular. While I cannot fault it for keenness, it is given to jumping up and pawing one and, when the guns go off, to barking wildly and rushing off in all directions.
I have decided to call it Clegg.
Earlier this week
- Monday: Trapped inside Phil Drabble
- Tuesday: Inside the Liberal Democrat Attack Unit
- Wednesday: The Queen's lorry-driving career
- Thursday: Rutland's computer industry
2 comments:
I really like it, I think that this is one of the most interesting things, I would like to read more about it, training is the only way to do something with success!
You are Terribly Kind.
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