It seems Bonzo had Floppy put in jail pending trial. Fortunately Floppy has a friend called Unshorn who is a bit of a sleeper belying, as a sheep, her presumed timidity. Unshorn, again during the night, had noticed that Bonzo was, shall we say, otherwise occupied with Quacky. Unshorn, whose hero is Barrack Obama, has a gift for oratory and persuasion and she rallied the pack from their slumbers and preached the benefits of supporting Floppy as leader of the pack not least because Floppy was much more into chasing things across fields, wallowing in mud, and having a good time which was not the kind of thing Bonzo would be offering them, he being more interested in fighting other dogs and biting humans.
|The pack off to the jail following Unshorn in her Land Rover|
|The Red Foxes up to a bit of maintenance while Bonzo, Quacky, Floppy and Unshorn watch on|
|All back at home. Bonzo and quacky on guard. I think Red Fox Two is underneath draining the sump|