I saw this scene at the stables of the North Staffs Hunt. I went there sometime ago to see the stable owner to talk about painting his dogs. Whilst waiting for the owner, who was out in the field fixing fences, I took a walk around the stables, and armed with camera snapped the scene. That’s the beauty of photography, particularly with animals, it gives you an instant reference source, and you’ve heard the saying, never work with children or animals, I was lucky to be there just at the right time to get the shot. I got there just before the stable block was mucked out and all got disturbed. There was a touch of sadness with this painting, the little Patterdale leaning against the stable door got into some rat poison which was foolishly left about, and died before I had finished the painting.
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