Here’s Newton the Golden Retriever bounding towards Barney this morning near the bomb crater. He’s a very handsome boy.
About this time last year, we had snow and I managed to photograph a few dogs on the Common and over at the bomb crater where loads of people were sledging.
One of the dogs I photographed last year was Nelson the Pointer and he was the first dog I came across again yesterday. He’s such a handsome chap and I love his black coat with grey flecks down the front.
I met a couple who had four rescue dogs from GRWE Greyhound Rescue (here’s the link to their Facebook Page Greyhound & Lurcher Rescue in the South East). From left to right they are Poppy and Tully (Whippet Xs), Lenny and Stanley (Lurchers). This charity does great work in rescuing, rehabilitating and rehoming abused and abandoned greyhounds and lurchers. These four were such lovely dogs and were being very good considering all the fun that was going on around them. I love the way these jacketed dogs on different coloured leads are all looking out the picture the same way.
Leya is a Spanish Water Dog and I always like seeing breeds that don’t crop up that often. This is a breed of dog developed by shepherds in Spain as a multi-purpose herder. They’re sometimes used as a gundog, as well as an assistant to fishermen.
Others photographed were Hattie, the Border Collie, an unknown Weimeraner and of course a few shots of my Barney who raced around on the slopes dodging the sledgers.
Just had to get out early this morning. In anticipation of me being gone a long time and with no breakfast inside, my lovely wife even made me a flask of coffee. Barney very quickly sensed that a Sunday morning lie in was not on the cards and he was champing at the bit. We headed over the Ridgeway, down the pathway to Pennington Road and across the road on to Hilly Fields. I love it over there. If you get there early, it’s very peaceful and the sun is so low at this time of year giving the crisp, frosty ground a lovely a glow. I’m always on the look out for nice light and found some great ‘bands’ of light where the trees were casting long shadows. I’m certainly building an immense portfolio of pictures of Barney carrying sticks and logs. It’s rather charming because that’s what he does and he obviously enjoys it. Other people often comment on how cute it all looks and say things like, “look at the size of the stick he’s carrying” and I usually reply with, “that’s nothing, you should have seen the one he was carrying last week.” I like to ‘big up’ my boy.