We still have (or rather have again, after an FMD-extended sojourn
in another part of the Forest) Crunchie on loan from Michael and
Anne Jones. One long night in September we all had rather too
much excitement. Having discovered Sabina and Crunchie were
missing we finally located Sabina alone at dusk outside the fence,
pretending to be a badger and looking for smooth snakes. Further
investigation revealed that they had fallen through the fence. While
herding Sabina back we heard an awful screech of tyres on the
nearby road, followed by a loud thump and silence. Crunchie had
been hit by a car! Fortunately, the driver was unhurt, but there is
now one less Sierra hatchback in the world. Crunchie had been hit
broadside, swept off his feet and rolled up the bonnet and into the
windscreen. He then rolled back off and stood rather dazed in the
road before wandering off into Ringwood Forest, closely followed
by Rue and a somewhat nervous policeman. We feared the worst
when Crunchie lay down suddenly and refused to move for nearly
an hour, but one sight of the vet's stethoscope and thermometer
and he leapt to his feet! There followed a bizarre three-quarter-mile procession back to the enclosure for an extended check-up and
treatment, with vet and police in attendance (the latter concerned
that we hadn't got a FMD movement licence to re-cross the
road--this was the least of our worries!) Thankfully Crunchie was
only bruised, shocked, and grazed and was soon fully recovered.