Living in the country, we do see an assortment of wild life in the garden. Most will discover the 'boys' and beat a hasty retreat. Others, however, are far more brazen and tend to hang around, taunting the dogs.
At this time of year, the seasonal game of choice is pheasant! Beautiful birds, but of little brain. They stalk among the bushes, scratching in the soil, squawking and shrieking an invitation to the dogs 'Come and catch me, if you can!'
The dogs have never caught anything, I'm pleased to say, but they do have fun trying. Beware moles, rabbits, squirrels and deer....