This evening's walk was interesting. Back down to Delapre Abbey, and the thick end of an hours walk goes by with no incident. Jack went to see a fisherman, but that was the event, until ........

On the way back to the car park all three of the beasts are sniffing round a patch of nettles. From said patch of nettles explodes a rabbit, which goes haring off (pun intended) up the path towards the car park, with two beasts in hot pursuit. Avid readers of BeastBlog will of course be aware the there are three beasts; Monty went the wrong way to start with, but soon joined the chase.

Now, the rabbit was no slouch, and soon reached the end of the path, closely followed by Jack and Kai, with Monty closing fast. The benefit of this to the rabbit is that at the end of the path is a metal five bar gate with bollards at one side to allow pedestrian and cycle access. A rabbit is of course somewhat shorter that a greyhound or lurcher, and it simply ran under the gate. Kai, not being stupid, but determined, took the pedestrian access. This however meant a slight detour and significant decelleration; the rabbit was not to be his. Monty, realising he had joined the race to late, simply gave up. Leaving Jack.

Jack attempted to emulate the the rabbit, with, I have to say, not much success. The meeting of gate and greyhound left the gate unscathed, and the greyhound on the floor looking a bit dazed and confused, and yelling the place down.

At the time both Gill and I were extremely concerned, thinking Jack had dome himself some major damage. However, by the time I'd run up to him he was already on his feet and off with Kai via the less hazardous but more accessable pedestrian route.

The total damage was a couple of grazes on his forehead (small, but no doubt a bit sore) - hence Scar Face - and a slight scuff of a pad (definitely sore), but as events during the evening showed, no lasting damage.

The rabbit? No doubt comfortably in its burrow telling all anyone that will listen about its escape.