things that make you laugh.

dicky82

was walking the springer and the jacker l'night, nothing too exciting just along the canal, there are plenty of places to send the springer into cover and im trying to build the jackers confidence up with swimming and hunting in cover. .
i figure if he sees how much craic the springer has and how much praise she gets he'll want in on the action. . .
anyway sent the springer into some cover and the jacker went tearing in after her, couple of minutes pass and i pip pip the whistle, few seconds later the springer emerges a few meters down the line from where she went in but really had to wriggle her way out.
few more minutes pass and no sign of the jacker, couple more pip pips but nothing.
not being too worried but getting bored waiting i said to the springer, 'fetch jack' and pointed into the cover, i nearly passed out laughing when a couple of minutes after she darted in i could see the jack russle coming out of the cover sideways and she head butting him through the gap. the both of them came into hup. . . priceless. :D:D:D

landkeeper

sitting quietly under a large ash tree on top of a high point on the farm rifle across my knees , out of the corner of my eye i spot mr ringneck cock pheasant walking up the hill towards me , wattles engorged, ear tufts up , tail in the air , cock of the walk,brr brr brr brrr he goes you get the picture , anyway along he strolls till he gets level with me suddenly realising this green blob is a human , he freezes !!!!, looking him straight in the eye BOO i said , well he off like a good thing half flying half running down the hill to a small foresty block cockoocking as he goes , only to be met by mr fox who comes running out to meet him ,about 60yrds away from me, cock does a very fast uturn and comes running back up the hill , BANG 223 end of mr fox , the cock pheasant just stood looking at me fluffed up all his feathers and walked into the wood chunnering to himself
priceless

dicky82

fact is ofton stranger than fiction, and ya never have the bloody camera to hand for these things. . .