Ah, there he is, Old Scratchy, posing for his photograph amongst the heather.
I think the boys prefer this season's weather to that of Summer. It's obviously cooler in the mornings, and there seem to be more deer around for them to chase (they put the bejeezes up 2 yesterday morning).
And here's Monty saying "Look at me Bok, I've only got 3 legs, ha ha ha". He is a wag!
Aaaaah. When we returned home the boys were sniffing around this poor little Blackbird on the lawn (yes, that is our lawn). I imagine it's a fledgling; it wasn't too happy when I picked him up.
I asked him what was wrong; he just squawked at me, so I let him go. There's no pleasing some birds!