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... well actually - 'pop' goes Branston's nose :yikes:
I've never seen so much blood (ok, slight exaggeration but there was a lot of blood)
I was walking the dogs on the downs this morning when I suddenly realised they had discovered something of interest, I called them back but whatever it was caused them both to go completely deaf
They were barking at whatever it was and then leaping backwards, I was shouting at them to leave it but they were ignoring me. Once I got close enough I realised it was a weasel.
They obviously didn't really know what to make of it, but the terrier in Lily obviously took over her and she was trying to grab it, but my God did it put up a fight. It was standing up on it's hind legs and screaming at them, Branston lunged towards it and it leapt up and bit him right on the end of the nose!! He yelped and jumped back and I managed to grab his collar, Lily then managed to grab hold of it and threw it up in the air, it was horrible to watch but thankfully I managed to grab her too.
They were lungeing on their collars trying to get to it and I was shouting at them to leave it. Because Branston was pulling so much it was making blood literally spurt out of his nose, I was just trying to get them away from the weasel and give it half a chance to get away, it was a really horrible situation.
Eventually I managed to get them to switch the 'crazy switch' off in their brains and actually listen to me. I then realised that all of us were covered in blood!!! It was all over both of them and all down my legs as well (I'd cleverly decided to wear light coloured trousers today too!!)
I checked Branston's nose and he has a very clear bite mark - either side of his nostril, once he stopped lungeing though and gave it a good lick it stopped bleeding.
I couldn't get back to check on the weasel as I couldn't risk going back with the dogs, even on their leads, and there was nowhere to tie them up. I felt really bad as I wanted to know whether Lily had injured it when she threw it, I would have put it out of it's misery if it was badly injured and I still feel awful that it could have been laying there suffering
Once I had stopped shaking and feeling utterly fed up with how disobedient they were when I was telling them to leave it, we carried on with our walk. The pickles went for a swim in the stream to wash all the blood off their fur. I however, looked like something out of the Texas chainsaw massacre and dread to think what the old man we met walking his westie on the way back thought
I think Branston's nose is going to be scarred, it's really quite deep although it didn't bleed anymore after the initial haemorrhaging!!!
I was really amazed at how aggressive the weasel was - fair play to it, I just hope it survived
I've never seen so much blood (ok, slight exaggeration but there was a lot of blood)
I was walking the dogs on the downs this morning when I suddenly realised they had discovered something of interest, I called them back but whatever it was caused them both to go completely deaf
They obviously didn't really know what to make of it, but the terrier in Lily obviously took over her and she was trying to grab it, but my God did it put up a fight. It was standing up on it's hind legs and screaming at them, Branston lunged towards it and it leapt up and bit him right on the end of the nose!! He yelped and jumped back and I managed to grab his collar, Lily then managed to grab hold of it and threw it up in the air, it was horrible to watch but thankfully I managed to grab her too.
They were lungeing on their collars trying to get to it and I was shouting at them to leave it. Because Branston was pulling so much it was making blood literally spurt out of his nose, I was just trying to get them away from the weasel and give it half a chance to get away, it was a really horrible situation.
Eventually I managed to get them to switch the 'crazy switch' off in their brains and actually listen to me. I then realised that all of us were covered in blood!!! It was all over both of them and all down my legs as well (I'd cleverly decided to wear light coloured trousers today too!!)
I checked Branston's nose and he has a very clear bite mark - either side of his nostril, once he stopped lungeing though and gave it a good lick it stopped bleeding.
I couldn't get back to check on the weasel as I couldn't risk going back with the dogs, even on their leads, and there was nowhere to tie them up. I felt really bad as I wanted to know whether Lily had injured it when she threw it, I would have put it out of it's misery if it was badly injured and I still feel awful that it could have been laying there suffering
Once I had stopped shaking and feeling utterly fed up with how disobedient they were when I was telling them to leave it, we carried on with our walk. The pickles went for a swim in the stream to wash all the blood off their fur. I however, looked like something out of the Texas chainsaw massacre and dread to think what the old man we met walking his westie on the way back thought
I think Branston's nose is going to be scarred, it's really quite deep although it didn't bleed anymore after the initial haemorrhaging!!!
I was really amazed at how aggressive the weasel was - fair play to it, I just hope it survived