I have been a little lazy this week, so I have been taking Gromit out into the field behind the house and playing fetch. Usually I throw the ball/stick and he runs after it, pounces on it, then I have to go and get it. So, rather quickly I learned (self taught) to throw the ball/stick in the direction I was planning on walking that day. The wheat grass is so beautiful, I decided to photograph Gromit hanging in the grass. What a goof-ball! As soon as I get him to where I think he should be, he hears something and sits right down to see if he can see it.
The next day, I take him out again. In almost the same spot, he heads into the grass, sits down and nose to the wind is smelling something.
I just love my goofy boy!
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