in disgrace

Astro is usually so well behaved on walks needing only to be on the lead at road crossings and trotting along quite happily as we walk, glancing back to make sure I am sill in sight and all is well with his world.
On the last leg of our this morning's wander there was chaos when he spotted two big, brown chickens happily scratching around their own front yard.
All just too much and he was off like a rocket, the peace of a Sunday 7 am pierced by me bellowing !!!! ASTRO!!!!!, huge squawkings and selective deafness for the next few minutes.
Fortunately the chooks owners were up and around and Astro re-appeared looking very contrite (not! with that great grin) and sprouting a scraggly goatee of feathers.
Pleased to report that no chicken was harmed (apart from losing a few feathers) in the making of this photo and A has sulked for most of the day, doing his seal impression with flattened ears and doleful eyes.