That was calm, relaxed, mellow Tommy.
This morning I had wound-up manic Tommy-Trouble, thanks to a bunny-hunt. The climax was a bunny almost through the gate but caught by the back leg(s) and screaming, Gimi-beagle squealing, Tommy baying, and me swearing, with Tommy’s cable wrapped completely around one leg.
(First thing in the morning Tommy has to be on a cable, for Tommy-Trouble reasons)
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