Bichon Frisée in a pram.... seen it already on Dewsbury!! It is easier, I presume, than tugging a reluctant, short-legged dog around on a lead??
And the guy? with a Yorkie in poche... I'll bet the other pocket isn't full of nets! My old forester, a short, tough Scot from Pit-loh-Kreee [Pitlochry to most of us] used to wear an old fashioned Norfolk tweed jacket.... the one with the expanding pockets.
In one pocket there were about a dozen rabbiting nets... in the other lived Dougall... the tiniest adult Yorkshire Terrier I have ever seen.... not much bigger than a large rat... and always kept clipped, almost to the flesh!!
Dougall was used for what he was originally bred to do... to be a "ferret" that came back on a whistle. He'd be sent down a hole... when he could go no further, he'd bark like crazy... and rabbits would pop out of every bolt hole they had in the warren.
Dougall's reward... a couple of doggy-biscuits and a fried pig's ear... never any raw meat, especially rabbit, so he didn't get the taste.
We have seen dogs in shopping baskets, in bicycle paniers and even in a basket on the handlebars of a Harley! It was wearing a doggy helmet too! Sadly, when we tried it with Lulu she could only fit one leg in so we gave up!
Bichon Frisée in a pram....
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It is easier, I presume, than tugging a reluctant, short-legged dog around on a lead??
And the guy? with a Yorkie in poche...
I'll bet the other pocket isn't full of nets!
My old forester, a short, tough Scot from Pit-loh-Kreee [Pitlochry to most of us] used to wear an old fashioned Norfolk tweed jacket....
the one with the expanding pockets.
In one pocket there were about a dozen rabbiting nets...
in the other lived Dougall...
the tiniest adult Yorkshire Terrier I have ever seen....
not much bigger than a large rat...
and always kept clipped, almost to the flesh!!
Dougall was used for what he was originally bred to do...
to be a "ferret" that came back on a whistle.
He'd be sent down a hole...
when he could go no further, he'd bark like crazy...
and rabbits would pop out of every bolt hole they had in the warren.
Dougall's reward... a couple of doggy-biscuits and a fried pig's ear...
never any raw meat, especially rabbit, so he didn't get the taste.
We have seen dogs in shopping baskets, in bicycle paniers and even in a basket on the handlebars of a Harley! It was wearing a doggy helmet too!
ReplyDeleteSadly, when we tried it with Lulu she could only fit one leg in so we gave up!