Today we went for a welly walk in a neighbouring field. For company (not that four kids are not enough), I brought my best mate Greg the ferret (polecat). It had just rained so the field was filled with fresh scent, the kids loved following Greg in and out of the long grass as he hunted. Just like me, Greg is a middle aged, hairy, fat and smelly family pet and is totally incapable of catching anything living, he struggles to keep up with his biscuits.
“The lazy do not roast any game, but the diligent feed on the riches of the hunt.” Proverbs 12:27