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  Normally when we go into the woods with our hounds, they run loose. For several reasons we had the six on the line and only walked "Granny" Amy, 10 years and 4 months, loose. At her own pace she ran a bit of sniffing and scurrying and occasionally she passed "fullspeed". At some point a jogger met us in the distance. We saw him already, so we went neatly on the side with the six so he could easily pass by. "Grandma" Amy stood 10 meters behind us on the side of the path to rummage. At a distance of 30 meters kept the jogger silent and already pointing to "grandma" Amy said he stammering: "and who then". You understand that we had to bite our tongue in order not to burst into laughter. But… as you can see on the picture below, "Grandma" Amy can still be very wildly out of the corner. Perhaps his fear was founded!