Sunday 11th May
Monty freezes, back straight, one front paw raised, nose in the air, tail stiff, the end curled upwards, his hunting pose. The hare stands on his back legs, front feet held in front of him, ears straight, nose also in the air, a boxing stance. We all stare at one another. “Don’t you dare,” I breathe at Monty when he glances back at me. No…
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