WHEN the hounds of spring are on winter's traces,
The mother of months in meadow or plain
Fills the shadows and windy places
With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain.
Swinburne.
I doubt if he would have applied this to today's hound sightings, but he's not in a position to complain, so please meet this morning's catch, our local Hounds of Spring:
Ziggy, four month old black lab/Shepherd mix with his proud teenage owner out in bitter weather running together and chasing sticks and generally acting like a happy puppy, posing very obligingly for me, actually planning to lick the camera.
And his new best friend, met this morning, three year old beagle/coonhound mix, running at a good 30 mph and cornering on two paws, as you see.
The two owners, a young teenage boy and a very old lady, also new best friends, but I couldn't get her into the same frame as her fast moving dog!
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