- Location
- Argyll & Bute, Scotland
Charlie shot through our sitting room out the french doors, handbrake turn right ran at 100 mph down the garden into the hedge with me in hot pursuit. Out of the hedge came Charlie with a pigeon in his mouth, I very calmly said "drop" he did so briliiantly at my feet and looked at me, luckily I had a treat in my pocket. I picked the pigeon up took him inside but he passed away. Honestly Charlie had just been fed
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