Well here we go,,,,,, from sweet success one night to a DISMAL FAILURE the next night.
As stated I headed out again at 3 AM in the hopes of getting the other dog known to be hanging around (the chocolate colored one)
I had been scanning left and right (almost 360 degrees) with a couple of minutes pause between each sweep.
At the right hand extreme there was a roo feeding peacefully, and I would watch it for a few minutes each time.
At 4-30 AM I looked again and thought,,,,,,,,, it's moved a bit closer, and was sitting at the end of a large log.
I think I had the cross hairs sitting on him for about 45 seconds,,,,,,, when it suddenly got up and stepped behind the log. (four legs and a tail)
Dammmmm it,,,,,,,,,, it was the bloody dog. (the roo had actually moved back even further)
The angle it had been sitting at,, it looked a bit like the roo crouched down feeding, and I wasn't aware of it till it stepped behind the log.
Thinking all was well,,,, I'd get it soon as it stepped out the other end,,,,,,,,,, but that never happened.
Then I realized that the darker patch behind the log was the beginning of a low trough that continued on up the hill side.
The mongrel had come down through it un noticed,,,,,,,,, had a look,,,, and then went back the same way.
Doh,Doh,Doh,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
At least I'll be aware of that tonite (yet again) and may park up at a slightly different angle/position to try again.
I do not fear death itself... Only its inopportune timing!
And,,,,It's been proven,,,,, the most trustworthy females in my entire life were all canines.