We walked down the road from our house towards the sea, to practice training on a large expanse of grass.
Barley is a seriously fast fella, which is not surprising because he's a Lurcher.
He responded to the whistle, and seemed to enjoy running towards Mr.R at full pelt, although his enthusiasm was probably more to do with the sausages Mr.R was using as treats, rather than the man himself. ;)
Anyway, after a while we were all feeling pretty tired, so Mr.R said we'd go back home, but not before letting Barley have a final run about, on his long training lead.
We can't risk letting him completely off the lead just yet, he may not come back. Or at least that's what the rescue centre where we adopted Barley told us. I think he's so obsessed with Mr.R that he'd never run off too far, but we won't find that out for certain until some time in the future.
So, we'd finished training, and Barley was happily running round the grass field. Then he suddenly stopped and buried his nose in the grass. We immediately looked to see what he was up to, as we have to watch him constantly because he is inclined to eat anything and everything that's on the ground. Mud seems a particular favourite. But this time it wasn't mud that had got his attention, it was mushrooms. Mr.R quickly diverted his attention back to the sausage treats, while I took a couple of photos of the mushrooms.
If it wasn't for Barley and his obsession with scouring the ground for things to eat, I wouldn't have seen these tiny mushrooms in amongst the grass.
Maybe Barley has an interest in photography?
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