I'm very glad to say that it still disgusts me after all these years of armchair protesting. When out on one of my little jaunts to the stones before the Yule I ran into (almost literally) a hound pack as they jumped over a wall and into the road in front of me. I was out of the car like a shot and hurling wonderful abuse at the huntsmen and followers. I was quite surprised to find a more dignified response from them than I used to get in the UK. Maybe there's hope here in Ireland to get the bastards to stop.
Happy-to-have-not-been-horse-whipped-on-this-occasion
FourWinds
Ride On!! ... but to watch them foxes ... not kill 'em!
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