Being a boy he thought himself all powerful but after a few laps of the garden, some neat gambols and well timed growls he was eventually resigned to his lowly place in the 'pecking order'. Since Tods keeper has no access to a computer at home then it's unlikely that he will see these pages. That being the case I'll tell you about his first visit to my 'patch'. It was a glorious warm spring day and Tod, with his wise old brother Dex, had arrived for a visit. We'd had a good dash about, with the humans giggling at our antics, and Tod, by this time worn out, decided to investigate his surroundings a little closer.
Boys can certainly make fools of themselves, and it's usually when everyone is watching.
Off he wandered, nose to the ground, stepping up a small wall and onto what appeared to be a bright green patch of grass. But this was no ordinary grass. What he actually stepped onto was a layer of 'duckweed' which coated a small pond that was home to several gold and silver 'things'. His keeper was at hand to heave him out by the scruff of the neck and deposit him on the real grass. With everyone still laughing,he shook himself off and ambled away to hide his shame.