Wildcast

It seems like Sunday fever kicked in at the den today.

Actually that’s being a bit unfair to the dogs. We were heading up to the den at dawn and almost drove over the alpha pups resting on a corner in the road about a km from the den. BB’s pups were at the den but not the adults.

We eventually found the adults right in the west again on the burn to the south of Formadhunga, by which stage they were heading steadily east. Some of them looked really really well fed. They must have killed earlier in the morning and only some of the dogs got to the kill.

Back at base all was quiet as the hounds lay around. Dotted all over the place were these mounds of tummies. Big ones, little ones and the over-sized tick ones of BB’s pups.

All was well on the home front. With the cool weather being accompanied by a gentle drizzle for most of the morning, no activities had been planned for the rest of the day. A true day of chilling out for all. Sunday!

But they did perk up slightly in the afternoon putting on their best performances for a bunch of portrait shots.

We were with them in the early morning but when that useless drizzle set in we ducked back to base. This drizzle is hardly visible when filming and all it really does is soak everything in the vehicle, including us, and makes life rather miserable.

We’re lucky we can duck off home under cover, but not so for those dogs. They just have to sit it out.