Putting hay out and poo picking the horse track, as I do every morning, accompanied by four of my dogs, all completely normal and uneventful.
Suddenly a massive black shape appears and runs at an amazing speed straight for the dogs, turning one over and (briefly) pinning her to the ground. It took me a moment to realise it was a wild boar - thankfully a female as males have fearsome tusks. She then goes for another dog who has the good sense to scarper, as do I! The dog that was hit is unhurt but very shaken.
We often hear boars snuffling around and have got a bit blasé about sharing our space with them but I'm guessing she had babies with her as normally they run away on the rare occasion we spot them.
Plucking up courage to go and retrieve my wheelbarrow...
So, what happened to you today??