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Sounds like he's embraced Scandi-noir to the full ..... Twenty two years of work ,paying the bills and raising a family and "nothing to show for it " Doesn't raising a family count as something to show for it! Moaning about broken boilers and cars...... like even the appliances were out to get him in the UK. Someone reckoned the older generation had it better . Growing up , if we wanted to watch TV we went up the road to a neighbour. I think there were only two or three cars in the street and they belonged to other people. No one had central heating,we

I took a few spare pheasants to a friend yesterday . Her culinary skills have been honed in some pretty high places . Any way ,while l watched she surgically dismantled a bird and flipped a fillet onto the centre of a large plate. With the words" There you go. A lettuce leaf and a blob of sauce . £54.99" I sent her the picture as a joke .

From field..... To table....Breast of hen pheasant glazed with a Memphis - style rub, roasted in hogget fat and served with slithettes of baby cucumber and a drizzle of..... Who am l kidding; this is what it really looked like.

Yes. I reckon Indian peasants who have tended to be historically unarmed make relatively easy pickings . Whereas African leopards and lions have possibly learned the hard way over the centuries that tribesmen and white men tend to carry weapons . A bit like the the reported depredations of wolves on lowly Russian and European peasantry in past times. Yet wolf attacks in America seem to have always been rare . Possibly because it was populated by migrants who arrived complete with hunting skills and weaponry to deal with predators and generations of wolves have learned not to be t

That's a bit weird. The leopard is in place before the woman sits down. She seems to glance at the camera a couple of times and the camera pans in just before the "attack" as if it was expected.

The customers were all farmer types so l suppose were out and about in the countryside a lot .I guess it wasn't an everyday occurrence but it's obviously something that sticks in the mind! One said she knew instinctively that it had dropped back because the hairs on her neck stopped sticking up .

What's always interested me is the sheer intelligence, for want of a better word, of wild cats. At fear of anthromorphism on my part ,the seeming ability of the man eaters to risk- assess sitations, execute attacks and escapes indicates senses and thought patterns of incredible levels . The way that they sometimes refused to be driven from their prey despite attempts by the victim's friends indicates the ability to recognise and be disdainful of poorly humans. Luckily we only have to worry about foxes pinching an unguarded chicken. Se

It was lucky ,or odd, that the chap who found the ferret also happenrd to have a locator to pass-on . Whatever the story , you now have a ferret Dont dash out and get another ferret . Maybe concentrate on getting the one you have straight first. Play with it ,cuddle it ,carry it about . When it relaxes enough sleep on your lap you are getting somewhere. A hand shy ferret is not much fun as a pet and bloomin annoying as a worker so it's worth putting in the time . Being a jill there is the matter of the possible problems regarding her coming in and out of

Just follow the trail and be careful not to slip over.

Thanks to WDog's original post l had to look up just what one of the dead animals in one of the pictures was . I settled on a nilgai antelope . Obviously not a Texan native species . Anyway the power of Google dragged me deeper . I ended watching enough of Charles Beaty's interviews and podcasts to be pretty sure he's the real deal. Prince of Poachers or not , anyone who's lived long enough and hunted regularly will have plenty of real stories to tell without too much reason for embellishment. The way he recalls details of memorable hunts and and escapes rings as au

Obviously posed but the last picture is great.

Eek. Especially if they were cable- laying dogs . Run em back to their home trench with explosives and press thr plunger! A friend's lad who served in more recent war zones said that they avoided stray dogs and even donkeys in case they were booby trapped!

From the old carvings it looks like they acted a bit like modern personal protection dogs . Imagine trying to take-on this chap as he advanced toward you! I have a book somewhere about the War Dog training schools in WW1 . Apparently lots of people donated their pets to the Army, either because of food shortages or through patriotism. A high percentage of these donated pets proved unsuitable during the six weeks of training and were unceremoniously shot . Some of the lucky ones were enlisted to guard military camps . Others went to the front with duties such as se

Hearing aid batteries start discharging the minute their tab is removed and they are exposed to air. They will die in a few days or couple of weeks at most , even if they are removed from the device. And they can totally expire with very little warning. So not reliable enough for ferret finding. Batteries of the right type can get you through a winter as long as you take them out of the collar or slacken the cap off to break the connection when not in use. They tend to give plenty of warning when they are getting tired by losing a bit of range long before they give out completely.

Yes l noticed the Pycoumbe crook,hmmm. Mind , they did get copied and sold all over the country. This one was (crudely)made in my back garden. I agree with you about the supposed demarcation of working breeds . A bit like lurcher breeding l bet the old shepherds thought "Cor, that's a good worker. I'll stick it over my favourite bitch." With racial purity being irrelevant. Reading the "old books" l get a certain feeling that the writers in an effort to appear thorough in their research (Victorians especially ) had a need to categorise everything neatly. A local variation of a p