There I was at full flight, just going towards dusk, all the fascinating evening smells – life was good.
Then I spotted a moor hen on the river just by the bank so I eased my way forward being absolute Mr Stealthy and whoops – the bank was gone and there was me upside down and completely submerged!
What a shock! Scrambled out and there was No 1 – gone – wandering about in a world of his own as usual. I sprinted this way, then that way and finally when I went the other way I found him.
He just smirked! The nerve of the man. Good job I am a kindly pack leader.
Anyway he told me I was fine and gave me a treat – so back to sniffing and away to the wood where the fox lives.