What a bind

I grabbed this shot at half past six this morning, out even earlier with the hound to beat the heat.  It was surprising just how many people and dogs we know that were doing the same thing.  It’s been too hot today to get a better shot, and we have all been vegging out in the relative cool of the house, relative being the operative word.  It took a lot of developing to get this image out of the original.
 
At the point of the path where it turns there is a little black blob just showing.  This is Biskit coming back far enough to see where Grampy had got to.  He trots on ahead but if I’m out of sight and take too long to catch up he comes back to see where I am.  Usually just a head appearing around a corner which quickly disappears again.
 
At extra is a shot from last night.  Although fast asleep Biskit rolled onto his back for a tummy-tickle when I went past, and was still like that ten minutes later, still fast asleep.