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On the deer path



The dogs, including Galileo, suddenly went mental this morning, barking and whining with frustration at the patio door.

I just caught a glimpse of what I thought at first was a long-legged black dog right by the house.

“There’s a hunt on and they haven’t told us!” I wailed to Clive. I have an arrangement whereby I’m given advance warning of a boar hunt on our land.

The dogs continued to bark and jump at the window so I followed their line of sight.

Threading up the hillside towards the woodland at the top were three fallow deer, their white rumps flashing as they bounced up and down.

They were following the well-beaten path which I’d always assumed had been made by our dogs.

Perhaps we’re not so important in the shaping of things here after all.

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