It's cold outside,there's no kind of atmosphere.
Diesel,Rosie and Dylan are getting very confused.
Siobhan has come for a walk with them and they do not seem to know who they should pay attention to.
Anthony is not very happy that they were not doing as they were told.
Especially after he had been telling everyone how good they had been for him.
It was Sunday and their last full day together.
To the river,and beyond.
They were going to follow the same route they had taken on Thursday.
At least some of it.
Only in reverse and avoiding the crazy horses this time.
Or at least not telling Siobhan about them.
But horses were not the only danger lurking in the countryside that day.
They came to the end of a footpath,"Smegging hell!" they should have said but never thought of it at the time.
"Hello" they really did say to the notorious scouse criminal and comedic actor they had nearly bumped into (whose name we shall not List 'ere).
Disappointed that he was behaving in a manner neither notorious,criminal nor comedic,they went on their way.
At this point it should be noted that while meeting celebrities may be an everyday event for some vizslak,out here meeting another human being is a rare event.
They were nearing the field full of dangerous wild horses,or at least that is what Anthony told Siobhan.
Only after they had entered the field of course.
In fact the horses in this field had been quite friendly on Thursday.
But they were not in this field today.
Another horse was,it did not look so friendly.
They were half way between the stile they had come in to the field through and the one they needed to get out of.
There was an impenetrable hedge to their right and a restless horse to their left,as close to them as they were to the exit.
The horse started to run.
Unfortunately it was not running towards them but Anthony was sure Siobhan would not let that detail trouble her.
He called the dogs and ran for the exit,they got over the stile and waited for Siobhan.
She was rather flustered when she caught up with them.
So Anthony told her they could avoid going back through the horse's field if they went through the next field full of bulls instead.
He was rather disappointed when they found there were no longer any cows in the next field.
There was however a set of horse jumps which they quickly modified to serve as dog jumps by the addition of three vizslak.
Diesel,Rosie and Dylan were rather good at jumping over these but were not so keen on the long dark tunnel running through them.
The next field was full of wheat and at least one pheasant which the dogs quickly flushed.
Excited by their discovery they went hunting for more birds,jumping like kangaroos to get their bearings.
Soon they were over the stile into a corn field,a hare ran for cover,Diesel and Dylan ranged far and wide and Rosie....
Where was Rosie?
It was not like her to dissappear.
Unless she had been frightened by the aircraft passing overhead.
In which case she would be hiding and there would be no chance of finding her in such a large field of corn.
They called,then they whistled,then they called some more.
No Rosie.
Anthony and Siobhan started to look for her.
Minutes passed,still no Rosie.
Then a flash of russet gold on the other side of a hedge.
Far in the distance hares were still running as fast as their legs would carry them.
An exhausted Rosie found her way back into the field.
Time to get the dogs together and move on.
Diesel was jumping through the corn at the far end of the field.
Dylan was doing the same at the far side.
Or he was last time they had seen him.
Now he was gone.
Not again.
Eventually Big D,or Medium D After two weeks with Anthony,made an appearance at the far side of the field and rushed back to them.
Time to put the dogs on the leads until they were well away from any more hares.
They passed through some of the most beautiful countryside imaginable.
But sadly what potentially dangerous beasts they happenned upon failed to show the slightest interest in them.
The place they called Dog Heaven was on their route and they walked through it until Siobhan's wellingtons stopped play.
Their return journey was uneventful and Anthony could take no more pictures in the failing light.
It would be a long time before Diesel could go on another such adventure with Rosie and Dylan.
Diesel,Rosie and Dylan are getting very confused.
Siobhan has come for a walk with them and they do not seem to know who they should pay attention to.
Anthony is not very happy that they were not doing as they were told.
Especially after he had been telling everyone how good they had been for him.
It was Sunday and their last full day together.
To the river,and beyond.
They were going to follow the same route they had taken on Thursday.
At least some of it.
Only in reverse and avoiding the crazy horses this time.
Or at least not telling Siobhan about them.
But horses were not the only danger lurking in the countryside that day.
They came to the end of a footpath,"Smegging hell!" they should have said but never thought of it at the time.
"Hello" they really did say to the notorious scouse criminal and comedic actor they had nearly bumped into (whose name we shall not List 'ere).
Disappointed that he was behaving in a manner neither notorious,criminal nor comedic,they went on their way.
At this point it should be noted that while meeting celebrities may be an everyday event for some vizslak,out here meeting another human being is a rare event.
They were nearing the field full of dangerous wild horses,or at least that is what Anthony told Siobhan.
Only after they had entered the field of course.
In fact the horses in this field had been quite friendly on Thursday.
But they were not in this field today.
Another horse was,it did not look so friendly.
They were half way between the stile they had come in to the field through and the one they needed to get out of.
There was an impenetrable hedge to their right and a restless horse to their left,as close to them as they were to the exit.
The horse started to run.
Unfortunately it was not running towards them but Anthony was sure Siobhan would not let that detail trouble her.
He called the dogs and ran for the exit,they got over the stile and waited for Siobhan.
She was rather flustered when she caught up with them.
So Anthony told her they could avoid going back through the horse's field if they went through the next field full of bulls instead.
He was rather disappointed when they found there were no longer any cows in the next field.
There was however a set of horse jumps which they quickly modified to serve as dog jumps by the addition of three vizslak.
Diesel,Rosie and Dylan were rather good at jumping over these but were not so keen on the long dark tunnel running through them.
The next field was full of wheat and at least one pheasant which the dogs quickly flushed.
Excited by their discovery they went hunting for more birds,jumping like kangaroos to get their bearings.
Soon they were over the stile into a corn field,a hare ran for cover,Diesel and Dylan ranged far and wide and Rosie....
Where was Rosie?
It was not like her to dissappear.
Unless she had been frightened by the aircraft passing overhead.
In which case she would be hiding and there would be no chance of finding her in such a large field of corn.
They called,then they whistled,then they called some more.
No Rosie.
Anthony and Siobhan started to look for her.
Minutes passed,still no Rosie.
Then a flash of russet gold on the other side of a hedge.
Far in the distance hares were still running as fast as their legs would carry them.
An exhausted Rosie found her way back into the field.
Time to get the dogs together and move on.
Diesel was jumping through the corn at the far end of the field.
Dylan was doing the same at the far side.
Or he was last time they had seen him.
Now he was gone.
Not again.
Eventually Big D,or Medium D After two weeks with Anthony,made an appearance at the far side of the field and rushed back to them.
Time to put the dogs on the leads until they were well away from any more hares.
They passed through some of the most beautiful countryside imaginable.
But sadly what potentially dangerous beasts they happenned upon failed to show the slightest interest in them.
The place they called Dog Heaven was on their route and they walked through it until Siobhan's wellingtons stopped play.
Their return journey was uneventful and Anthony could take no more pictures in the failing light.
It would be a long time before Diesel could go on another such adventure with Rosie and Dylan.
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