It was easier for my dad to take me out with him when I was young(save the ear ache of mam),my uncle tommy gave me two ferret jills and 20 handmade nets that I still have for my 8th birthday,I saw my dad dig a fox with one of his Russell bitches when I was ten,my dad's sister was married to a mfh and big into hunting-my nans brother owned a farm and I would go shooting every boxing day,they used to put down a few birds and have a little rough shoot between a few of the old boys.when my parents split up when i was 12yr old,my dad got me two russells jack and Toby, and I used to live for the wee