Some time ago I wrote, I think on Dogsey, about the dreadful fright poor Pepe had when we came across half a sausage roll on the footpath. If Bogie hadn't bravely dealt with it for him, I don't think we'd have been able to pass it. Yesterday on the bridle path I could see a dark shape in the distance, and thought at first it was a rabbit or something. As we got closer I could see it was a pile of horse droppings. Chico the Chihuahua went to investigate, Bogie went to try and eat as much as he could before we stopped him. Pepe put his tail between his legs and ran in the opposite direction. I put him on the lead and managed to drag him past. Then we had the whole performance again on the way back.