Got a text on Sunday that a mates ex wife has been finding big lambs eaten in her rearing field and the victims were too big to carry off. I arranged to have a look see. 11pm 170 on, pop, vixen down. Nothing else so drove to another farm where i had five the night before and seen zero on the first look. Cup of coffee later and the second look i spotted a fox in the middle of a freshly sown field at 260y and he was having none of the squeaker so i nailed him face on. I had the farmers 14 year old son with me and having got his lamb killer then this other one he was so up for another look at his paddock so we went back to farm number one where the lamp instantly picked up a fox dissapearing over a slope so the Bushwear caller on the roof he spotted the fox some 100y away chest on and on his side i put the beanbag on his lowered window and with a 5 second lesson on the famous Sauer 202 safety BANG and down the big dog fox went. He jumped the barbed wire fence and retrieved his trophy and he and his mum were over the moon as they have had big losses recently between lambs and pedigree hens. Young Peter now wants more so i am taking him out tonight with som 3in1 oil to show him how to open a gate quietly and my fridge now has no more room for lovely fresh eggs!!