You see some strange sights in the wood.
Husband was telling me about something that happened when he was walking George and Holly in the woods over the weekend.
'Both dogs stopped suddenly and stared into the bushes. Then Holly came belting back to me, whimpering, and with her tail between her legs. George meanwhile rushed into the bushes, snarling and growling.'
'That rules out plastic carrier bags and cardboard boxes then.'
Husband never did find out the secret of what was in the bushes.