Me!! Shaggy!!

It has been a lovely day up here and I felt for this poor boy trying to scratch away an itch that lay underneath that impressive looking pile. I hope he got relief soon.
Today is the "Glorious Twelfth"
The day when some "sporting" estates invite the rich and powerful to pay for the "pleasure" of blasting little birds out of the sky.
On a discussion programme on the radio this morning, a grandfather defended the "sport" by saying he would never forget the look of delight on the children's faces when they first shot a deer, bird etc.
I despair!