Hi American Whanau!
This is a photo of me taken right now. My tongue is hanging out because it is baby rabbit season and Hairy Mclairy and I have important rabbit hunting business at the moment! The other day we saw a rabbit that was almost square hopping down the road to our beach and we suspect she has bred by now because we can smell rabbit scent everywhere.
Rabbits aren’t as exciting as hunting deer of course, that really is classified important bloke business. My Dad and I got a bit of hunting in this season. He says I get a really funny look on my face when I wind a deer. My lips kind of curl back behind my teeth and my eyes open up really wide. He thinks I look funny, but all I want is for him to get on with his part of the hunting so I can get my fresh liver tidbit ASAP!
Last time I was at hunting camp, I was actually pretty well behaved. We put in some huge miles because my Dad kept missing his ride home with Uncle Chris and Benson. Honestly, I am going to have to put my guiding rates up if he doesn’t shape up!
Benson is home now and he is pretty grumpy about having to leave hunting camp until next season. Oh and he nearly got in trouble for eating the chook scraps last weekend, but I copped the blame as usual! Uncle Chris says “Benson never does anything like that, it must be that greedy Rotorua dog”. But I did smell quite bad too, which was possibly a bit of a giveaway.
I have been doing lots of walks and a few gentle mountain bike rides with my Mum lately. Next week one of the boys will be home from Uni and he takes me running most days as well. And my Dad takes me to the spring every morning before work, but he won’t take hairy Mclairy because she is too naughty and goes chasing off after rabbits and won’t come when she is called. My Dad says she has got attitude, but I think it’s funny because she is so little and such a wind up!
Anyway, we are all having fun here, miss you all and hope all is well in the US of A!
Will try and find another photo of Benson and I crashed out after a hunt.