Oh dear, oh deer!

This Mummy Muntjac was none to impressed with my scruffy lurchers' offers of "play" this morning. She had quietly shepherded her little one across the road when my two started barking like insane things. In Rory's defence he is part deerhound so thinks he is entitled to chase deer, but this mother was having none of it. She nudged her youngster into a bush and stood and yelled back at him. He wasn't expecting that!