A lucky find

Florence and I had a lovely long walk in this H-U-G-E field - well, not exactly in the field, but round the edge of the field, twice - where she found this tennis ball in the grass and became very attached to it. Occasionally she would drop it in front of me and I would throw it for her, but most of the time she just held it in her mouth. I was scared she would swallow it and had visions of an emergency trip to the vet.

Here she is having a breather midway round the field. I love the skew-whiff way her tongue is lolling out of her mouth!