Shooting Syndicates
We had a post on here a few days ago about this, but I can't find it now.
I was just out with my dogs this afternoon, walking along a bridleway between fields and enjoying the late sun and the silence.
All of a sudden there was a shout from the other side of the hedge and a gun went off, frightened the life out of me. It echoed across the empty fields and woods and nearly popped my eardrums!
Next minute, all hell broke loose. Guns going off like bangers on firework night, blokes shouting and hollering and waving sticks and empty fertilizer bags about. Dogs everywhere.
Yes, you guessed it, it was the bloody shooting syndicate again, out killing defenceless birds for a bit of fun.
I was not only very nervous because I couldn't see which way they were shooting, but I was also furious.
Nest minute a Collie dog broke loose from somewhere, and was running like a thing possessed. It dashed down the dyke and away across the fields in the opposite direction to the guns at a furious rate. It looked terrified.
I called my lot in quickly and got their leads on and starting heading back down the bridleway to where I'd left my car some distance away, all the time waiting for a bullet to whizz past my ear, or worse, hit my dogs.
When I got nearly to safety, I saw 2 of the men climbing over a style, looking very smug and pleased with themselves, and putting their guns away. I told them about the terrified dog I'd seen. One said it was the farm dog from nearby and they had phoned the farm.
I asked this great oaf if I was safe walking where I had been, and was told -
"You should be"!!
I said it was a public bridlepath and they shouldn't be shooting towards it in the first place.
Then while I was in the mood I also said to him - "Have you no conscience, out shooting small birds, what have they ever done to you?"
He just smirked and walk off. . . .
When I got further up the road there were hoards of them tramping through the woods and fields, with their dogs and guns at the ready.
I could have wept for those birds that never got home.
If I could, I'd put a curse on all shooting syndicates everywhere.