Vaughn was sEarching the abandoned mine area wearing his sample pouch, picking up cast off samples that had been mined. His dog Rex had been following him around for a long time and became all winey as he wanted to have a run-around. So Vaughn left off from his searching and let Rex off the leash. As he watched Rex, his mind wandered back to his childhood days and how his knock-kneed legs had stopped him doing much running. He had been glad when his condition wore off as he became older and now every bone, muscle and sinew kept his knees just right. He set off to give Rex a chase and their area of chase would widen bit by bit as the time went on. The running suddenly stopped when Rex froze, confronted by a protective vixen. Rex came back to Vaughn when called and peace was restored. With Rex on the lead they made their way back to the Land Rover and headed home. Once Vaughn had given Rex his dinner he made his own. After dinner they dozed comfortably in front of the log burner for a bit.
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