If It Hits The Ground ....

It belongs to the hound.

Despite the heat Eddie was quite spritely today when I accidentally dropped  a large biscuit bone on the floor. As I bent to photograph him with his prize he grabbed it and ran past me thinking I was going to take it off him. He'd usually have one of these broken into 3 pieces. I'd bought a storage box for all his bits and pieces and as the weather was nice I was sorting it all out in the garden. He was keeping a close eye on his possessions and had already given me the big sad eyes and had a couple of treats, he must've thought it was his lucky day.