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Im beginning to think my days are coming to an end with me working my dog, seriously now, every time i go out i get some form of injury, with the exception of today, touch wood, mind is willing, body not, yesterday climbing over a turnstile, fell onto some barbed wire, and it pierced my thumb good n proper, its puffed up to buggery, my leg believe it or not is still scabbed over and aching off, i just cant except that im getting older i really cant come to terms with it, its what i enjoy, what i love, and what my dog loves, Friday afternoon im supposed to meat up with the boss of our local water treatment works at 2 pm, heaving with rabbits, i no i will end up in the s**t, cant resist though, im only happy when adrenalin is pumping around me like the clappers, sat in the middle of the night badger n fox watching, all on my comp. fox taking squealing rabbit out the mouth of my dog, weasels stoats, you name it, ive watched em all, bugger it im off for a walk
keith
keith