The furry one likes to chase hares. He seems to think he has a chance of catching one!
We put him on the lead when we know they are about but sometimes he picks up their scent or spots them before we are aware and off he goes!
It’s quite amusing to see his back end disappear at speed accompanied by a lot of ‘yip yipping’. The hare that is firmly in his sites lollops along quite unconcerned and only opens the valves with a full on Formula One gear change to shake him off when the hare has had enough of this annoying noisy white thing. It’s all over pretty quickly.
At the moment, the hedgerows and verges are quite high and there isn’t a lot to be seen once hare and hotly pursuing terrier disappear into them. For a short while there is evidence of movement in the undergrowth but that soon becomes indiscernible when the distance between Max and the hare inevitably increases.
Normally, we hear his over excited yipping while he is chasing and once it stops, it’s a sure sign that he has given up and he reappears defeated.
A couple of times recently he has obviously decided that silence is a stealthier way to approach the chase and it may promise more success.
It doesn’t work!
Eventually, a very tired little dog reappears with a happy look on his face. I don’t think he registers these fruitless pursuits as failures. His optimism is never shaken in the face of defeat and I think he just thinks that it’s great fun.
He seems to have a good nose and sniffs them out sometimes but as JC says, ‘there’s nothing wrong with his nose, it’s the stuff behind it that’s the problem!’
His chasing continues and his enthusiasm for it is only matched by the speed of the departing Hare as it disappears.
His success rate remains as poor as it can be but boy does he sleep afterwards!
Those sleeps are probably filled with hare chasing dreams and his twitching limbs are probably out there running after them again. The yip yips that he no longer uses in his wake time chases, can now be heard in his dream time chases.
It’s very funny.
every year the wildlife photographer of the year comes to the natural history museum and it is a must see.
being a bit partial to some wildlife photographer myself even it we are talking totally different leagues, it makes my appreciation of it far greater I think.
Some shots are so incredibly difficult to get. Equipment isn’t as key as patience and sometimes a huge amount of luck.
that is not to say that each one of the incredible images that we saw in the recently finished 2011 winners exhibition wasn’t technically incredible and that technical skill truly comes into it, it’s just that sometimes luck gives you the hand you need to make the difference.
some of the images come into the category of under 14s which always blows my mind. HOW? when someone is so young, do they manage to achieve such brilliance when it should be the domain of the greatly experienced?
These photographs which I took of the postcards we brought home that depict some of our favourites from the show do them no justice what so ever and the originals really must be seen to appreciate just how fabulous they are.