In the doghouse

I am not pleased with Bear. He went missing at lunch and came back with a dead pheasant poult. It's the second time.

They were only introduced to their pens a few weeks ago.

It's a habit that I have got to break, otherwise there could be a scene of carnage.

He was scolded and remains tied to the kennel for the time being.

I feel responsible. I have been so busy the last few weeks that the dogs havn't had a look in.

I informed Neil (the farmer and shoot landowner) who was fine.