This morning I heard the hunt charging across the field opposite, ran out to call the cats in. Let them out a couple of hours later ........... only to hear shooting in the field beside out garden later this afternoon. To be fair, I looked and nobody was shooting in our direction - they all were either side on or had their backs to us, but they were right by our fence and the noise scared the life out of Daz and Merrick, I eventually found them hiding behind an old piano in the garage. Thankfully. Thank heavens for the garage, which they can get into at all times and obviously did have the sense to do. I'm sure we'll all get used to it, but it reminded me of what a 'townee' I probably am.
