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Saturday, September 1, 2012

The Mensans were waiting at the station as usual and we took a leisurely stroll up to the top of the hill. My aches and pains had diminished enough during the week to allow an attempt on the summit of Mount Worcestershire Beacon. We took the longer way round via the north end of Malvern, which made a pleasant change.Pal was in fine form, bouncing here and there, sniffing everything and everyone that went past.

As we ascended the last bit of hillside, I saw a lone squirrel sitting minding its own business on a rock. Sadly, the dog also saw the squirrel sitting on its own, a long way from any trees. Pal completely ignored my attempts to call him off as he chased the squirrel around and around, up and down for a good ten minutes, whilst I followed him, yelling. It was like a Laurel and Hardy sketch. Eventually, Pal caught it and there was nothing I could do. The squirrel died. It was Darwinian evolution in action.

Pete, who loathes squirrels, seemed really quite pleased, but I was sad at the unnecessary death of a fellow living creature. Pal didn't give two hoots. He was quite happy he'd finally clamped his jaws around one of those annoying tree-rats that tease him by jumping from branch to branch.

So, we made the summit and headed back to the pub. I didn't stay this time, as my list of things I had to do was starting to outweigh the amount of time available to do them in.
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