Oak

A tree along the lane where Hector and I walked this morning. This afternoon, while walking along the river bank, he suddenly legged it into the stubble field, out of my sight, and, unbeknown to me, stole Ernie’s ball. He then spent half an hour evading capture (7 of us in all tried to lure him back at various points, including Son1+1 who drove down following a plea from me). He eventually came to the sound of a squeaky ball on a phone app…and then spent a little time in the dog house ;)