Thursday, 18 April 2013

Dogs Delight 28 Retriever

Despite wading through several fields until my boots are mud-heavy I can find no trace of Bailey and turn for home wondering whether Mrs Hunt has locked him in the Hound Pen again or Stokes has accidentally shot him. 

black labrador, retrieve, field

But when I reach the Lone Gelding car park I turn and see a movement by a distant hedgerow and Bailey races towards me with his long easy lope.  He is waving his tail wildly and gladly and in his mouth there is a hand.

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