I was sitting quite nicely next to Mum's feet today when this chap turned up. It seems that he was an authority on the training of Cocker Spaniels. (I'm one of them!) My ears pricked up but I didn't much like what I heard.
He said that if I didn't stay when told, Mum had to pick me up by the scruff of the neck and shake me! It appears that all gun dogs need this type of training. Thankfully, the only guns that I see are carried by the Guardia Civil and rabbits don't pass by every day.
Mum bore with it until he'd gone and then gave me a big hug. I knew she didn't like him!
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