Not A Puffball

Imagine, if you will, a madwill walking through the woods minding his own business when he thinks he has spotted a shaggy puffball nestled in the leaf litter. Excitement builds until he kneels down, puts his specs on and it comes into focus….at this point all I could see was the top half of it .. approaching from the other side.

A little bit of red stripe appeared as I moved around it…and then it dawned on me that I had in fact found a very tatty golf ball. Gutted…

Now,  I am no golfer but I don’t believe that a ball would get into this condition when being played. So maybe a dog has brought it out on a walk and dropped it.