fox hunting

As you know thin I abhor animal cruelity in any shape or form and having suffered two unfortunate incidences at the hands of the local hunt I hope I never have the misfortune to ever see one again.

28 years ago one crisp sunny morning having just got out of the shower with only a towel to cover my modesty and another turbanised on my head, on hearing an almighty commotion in my sitting room I rushed in to see my ginger mongrel flying around the furniture like a chipmunk on speed, on looking through the window my heart skipped a beat as I saw the whole pack of hounds charging over my front lawn and two idiots in pink sat on huge horses looking rather worried in the road!

Realising my poor old stupid Old English Sheepdog was out there laying in the sun I ran outside arms waving shouting “You rotten b*****ds get those b***dy dogs off my lawn” The rage I felt was intense and I was worried my poor old dog with be flattened or ripped apart. Fortunately she was lying round the side of the house and with all that hair over her face didnt have a clue what was going on and just let out the odd woof.!

The second incident happened six years ago. There had been quite a lot of anti hunt protests at that time at the local hunts and my stupid neighbour was sporting a pro hunt sticker in the back of her 4×4 which was parked next to mine. I’d bought a two year old Fiesta only 6 weeks before, I was so proud of it, it was the best car I’d ever had.

As I lay in bed finding it difficult to drop off as I was going to hospital the next day to have a tumour removed, just as I slipped into a deep sleep I was woken by an explosion, I shot out of bed only to see my neighbours 4×4 on fire the front tyre had burst, I grabbed the car keys( I was desperate to save my lovely new car) and ran across the lawn in only a pyjama top and knickers only to be shouted back by my neighbours boyfriend. Although I couldnt stand him but it went through my mind that I might well end up in the burns unit instead of general surgery lol.

I had to stand there (after chucking some trackies on of course) and watch the whole right side of my car melt as the fire engine took nearly 20 minutes to get there. I couldnt claim on her insurance as they said it wasnt her fault because it was arson so I had to pay £150 excess to get it back and of course my premium went up.

My neighbour never offered to pay the excess which I thought was extremely mean considering she had not long been left £500,00 unexpectedly by a rich farmer uncle and I swore I would never lend her any Oxo cubes again and I never have!

They may not eat other dogs thin but seeing 50 odd hounds running all over your garden plowing up your lovingly planted flowers is a scary sight!

Those hounds are bigger than you think!

Oh I couldnt Susie I might get hounded! :lol: :wink: