The tale of Scuf and the fox.
This story happened on: 20/03/2012
The tale of Scuf and the fox.
While staying at Rockly Park in Poole one spring I had a most comic night with my Belgian Shepherd Dog, Scuf and the resident fox's.
I was on the phone to to my girl friend at about 3am, we are insomniacs! I heard this fox barking really loud so I went outside to have a peek, well, this fox is only 20ft away & barking at Scuf, it was great to see one. Scuf was just sat there staring as if to say "come on then if you think you're hard enough". Well I just left them to it & got back to my phone call, but by about 4am the barking seemed to be comming from one place then another, so I go out for an investigate. Scuf had enough he'd chewed through his lead & gone fox chasing round the campsite and oh my God what racket! So off I go to retrieve him, I go scambling up this wet embankment & slipped full on face down in the mud, bugger! I then see Scuf rounding the corner below me so having righted myself I about turn & yes you've guessed it do another slip & land flat on my back! Well I finally rounded up the hairy one & get him inside the camper. I am caked in mud & bruised & my girl friend is saying hello hello on the phone because I've been gone so long!
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