Entertaining, if a little trying, hour in the garden with free ranging chooks and new non “hen-proof” adopted Cocker Spaniel. She is beautifully trained to voice command and the whistle and kept close most of the time with a “restrained but intently interested” air about her. Apart from the moment I let my attention wander and she vanished, briefly. She was easy to find, however, as I simply followed the sound of outraged and indignant squawking and caught her lying innocently on top of an unharmed, gently squashed and, frankly, unimpressed Lacy Wynadotte which she had just rugby tackled.