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ALLEGRA
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Sunday, July 26, 2015
BADGERED
It had been a wet day, and as a result I let the old ladies, sometimes referred to as the “granny farm” out later than usual. I left them to get on with it. They are a quiet lot, and normally they just dot about, no doubt exchanging chat about their stiff joints and the senseless doings of the younger generation.
When I came to take them in, clearly something had happened. Prudence, Dora, Tamara and Truly were at the door. The last two slipped in and went to bed very quietly. Dora and Prudence ran about, wildly excited – Prudence`s eyes were rolling and clearly she was about to indulge in hysterics. I got them
in at once.
That left two missing. Were they still in the bottom run? I went to look.
They weren`t – but an enormous badger was. It looked up at me placidly. Badgers are not afraid of much. It showed no inclination to leave, but persuasion with the big yard broom worked, and it slowly shuffled off.
Still no Camilla or Fenella. I called and called. Why do these things always happen when it is getting dark? I went on calling.
Eventually Camilla came crawling out of the undergrowth. She was clearly very shaken, but I couldn`t find any injury. I brought her up to the door, and she howled and howled like a lost soul. Like Prudence she is given to hysterics, and not very brave, but I began to wonder if she was crying because Fenella had been
killed?
I went on calling and at last heard a stirring of leaves, and Fenella came very slowly out from behind the old kennels. She was shaking all over, and her back legs, now not very strong at the best of times, were really wobbly. She appeared to have had a terrible fright. I carried her in and could find no injury, but she went on shuddering for quite a while afterwards.
I`ll never know what happened. A badger could have killed a Papillon – but they don`t take the initiative. And the old ladies, except for Truly, are not aggressive. (Fortunately Truly seems to have been sensible for once.) I hadn`t heard any barking. Clearly there was no fight. They just seemed to have had a terrible scare. And it took them a few days to get over it.
It could have been very different if the younger ones had come across the badger. I will keep an eye open in future, especially at dusk, when they are active.
When I came to take them in, clearly something had happened. Prudence, Dora, Tamara and Truly were at the door. The last two slipped in and went to bed very quietly. Dora and Prudence ran about, wildly excited – Prudence`s eyes were rolling and clearly she was about to indulge in hysterics. I got them
in at once.
That left two missing. Were they still in the bottom run? I went to look.
They weren`t – but an enormous badger was. It looked up at me placidly. Badgers are not afraid of much. It showed no inclination to leave, but persuasion with the big yard broom worked, and it slowly shuffled off.
Still no Camilla or Fenella. I called and called. Why do these things always happen when it is getting dark? I went on calling.
Eventually Camilla came crawling out of the undergrowth. She was clearly very shaken, but I couldn`t find any injury. I brought her up to the door, and she howled and howled like a lost soul. Like Prudence she is given to hysterics, and not very brave, but I began to wonder if she was crying because Fenella had been
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| Fenella, Cupcake`s great-grandmother |
I went on calling and at last heard a stirring of leaves, and Fenella came very slowly out from behind the old kennels. She was shaking all over, and her back legs, now not very strong at the best of times, were really wobbly. She appeared to have had a terrible fright. I carried her in and could find no injury, but she went on shuddering for quite a while afterwards.
I`ll never know what happened. A badger could have killed a Papillon – but they don`t take the initiative. And the old ladies, except for Truly, are not aggressive. (Fortunately Truly seems to have been sensible for once.) I hadn`t heard any barking. Clearly there was no fight. They just seemed to have had a terrible scare. And it took them a few days to get over it.
It could have been very different if the younger ones had come across the badger. I will keep an eye open in future, especially at dusk, when they are active.
Comments:
Oh my! I'm glad the ladies had the good sense not to engage with that bad boy. Hope everyone has regained their composure.
Well, they are still very cautious. They have really taken it to heart. There`s not much for a dog to be afraid of here, and my lot will certainly see off a fox, so this was a shock. I know the badger has a sett over on the next property, and will keep an eye open for h im in future.
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