Took him out in the field this morning and he started rooting about amongst the soil.
I kept walking, assuming he’d catch up. Nope. Called him and shook the bag of treats. Nope.
Started running away from him, thinking he’d come running after me. Nope.
Wandered back to see what was so interesting and found remnants of either a bird or mouse. Ick.
Oh and I’d have got a really good action shot of him running flat out yesterday… if I’d taken the photo a fraction earlier
