Then there were three

      The Two Terriers have become three, an extra Jack Russell to look after, what fun. Our daughter's terrier is 'holidaying' with us while they enjoy life somewhere in Spain.
      Three terriers run like a pack squabbling, running, chasing pheasants and as always they are able to disappear in a blink, now you see them and now you don't. Sugar beet fields, wheat fields and orchards are just perfect for a disappearing act.
      They need to be fitted with some kind of terrier satellite detection device, time for a word with 'Black-ops' at Lakenheath or Mildenhall we think.
      Pay attention in the middle, and on the right too, this is a briefing.


  1. You have your hands full John! Do they all get on? What a likely group they look! TTFN Dickie

  2. Yes they do, until Minnow decides to re-enforce who is at the top of the pecking order. Then she spends half an hour pulling white terrier hair from her teeth. ATB, John


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