Molly

I had my eyes down as I searched for insects in the flower meadow this afternoon and was startled when I saw a dog racing over the hill towards me.  She stopped in her tracks when she saw me and became really agitated, barking and stamping her feet.  When her owner caught up he explained it was my hat that was upsetting her -   I assume because she could't see my face.  Anyway once I took the hat off and we were formally introduced she was pleased to meet me, and I her.  She's three years old and called Molly.  Shortly afterwardsI gave up on the insects as it was far too hot and went home to try and cool off a bit.