The Sulk

Someone was a bit naughty on this afternoon’s walk in the field behind us. He refused to come when called, and was apparently eating something revolting.  Once on the way out, and again on the way back when he got a good scolding and was made to sit while I went to see what he may have been so interested in.  (I’m still non the wiser . . . )
 
He knew he was in the doghouse so closed up with my woolly pully.
 
One in the camera first thing this morning could not be wasted.  As it came up the sun cast a lovely red hue over the other side of the field so I just had to get a shot.  The camera never does it justice, but it’s at ‘extras’.