Letting Misty out at night can be quite an entertainment. Last night I opened the door and our 7 and a half kilo cairn came face to face with a full grown red stag – magnificent set of antlers as well. After a hesitant rumble in her throat, the little dog decided she was champion of the garden. High octave yapping ensued and the stag leaped over the fence. He was last seen making ihis getaway towards the hills. I am not sure if he felt defeated or just that the little barking menace, though beneath contempt, was also an unknown.
Of course it could just be that he is a regular visitor to the garden anyway and knows he should not be here nibbling our plants in the middle of summer.