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Flynn bringing his ball back to me, in one of our favourite fields for playing fetch.... I was happy because it's finally warm & more importantly, dry enough, to comfortably sit down on the grass. Flynn's 14yr old "big brother" Barney was with us on the day I took this. His legs get tired easily these days, so Barney & I had a nice rest on the soft grass, soaking up the early spring sunshine, while Flynn ran & ran, fetching his beloved (now squeakless!) squeaky yellow ball.
I still find it funny having a dog who doesn't deliberately destroy toys & who (mostly) plays fetch properly! When he was younger, Barney would very enthusiastically chase & catch a ball, start to bring it back, but then often get bored, drop it in long grass & run off - leaving me to search out the abandoned toy alone! He thought this game was wonderfully fun! He'd do a "formal retrieve" but playing fetch just didn't come naturally to Barney. We lost SO many balls over the years & I spent hours wandering in circles, staring at the grass, futilely looking for the latest missing toy. If Barney *didn't* drop the ball, he was quite prone to just racing off with it & gleefully ripping it to pieces! I'd buy extra tough toys & he'd shred them in minutes. He thought that was wonderfully fun too ;-)
Flynn will bring the ball back - not right to my hand but he likes to place it very carefully, a couple of meters in front of me, so I can easily see it. If I can't spot his ball, Flynn will eagerly return & point it out - he doesn't like leaving a toy behind! When I'm sitting, he generally returns the ball close enough that I can (with a bit of a stretch!) reach it, without getting up. He also very rarely deliberately destroys toys - he's still got some that came from his previous home, when I adopted him, 6yrs ago! Flynn's current yellow ball isn't that old but was only £1 & although it has lost its squeak, he's been playing with it daily for months & it's still in one piece! Funny how different dogs are, even in the same breed.
A dog chases stones at Fleet Lagoon in Dorset while a fisherman unloads his boat on a sunny spring day.
Doc, an improvised explosive device detection dog (IDD) with 2nd Combat Engineer Battalion, retrieves a bumper during a training session at Camp Leatherneck, Afghanistan, March 19, 2013. IDD dog handlers, often volunteers from their home units, are matched with a dog and work together to perform route clearance and other duties in a combat environment.
(U.S. Marine Corps Photo by Sgt. Tammy K. Hineline)
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Powerful Imperial Bombast at the Albert Memorial in Hyde Park. There are four marble sculptures at each corner, each representing a continent of the British Empire. This represents the Americas.
I love the blue of the sky every time the camera compensates for a bright and brilliant foreground. The graduated sky gives away that I took a characteristically wonky angle to get the best out of this composition .
I stood near the shingle ridge watching this retriever being put through it's paces in the art of retrieval.
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Tessa usually stays put until I release her (for safety reasons I insist on this) but since I was busy taking a photo of her on point, she took it upon herself to move toward the bird that had just fallen. While that produced a cool photo, it irked me a bit that we quit on that note but overall, she did really great that day. It was our first time back on the plantation (where we used to train) since February and we all had a great time.
Three days into the 2026 and 37425 and 37099 are approaching Rotherham Masbrough on route to Leeds Balm Rd to pick up 37175.
Running here as the 0Z02 Derby RTC - Leeds Balm Rd the three tractors would return in the afternoon .
Since this is my first Explore, I feel like I owe this dog a little background story.
My extended family and I are extremely close. About once a month, all of the cousins get together at my Grandma's house in the mountains for dinner. My grandma loves to have us over. She used to live there with her Black Lab, Libby, but sadly, after being the best companion my grandma could ask for for many years, the dog had to be put to sleep just a few weeks ago.
The last time my family got together, all of us cousins went outside to take photos. I was taking a few shots when I saw a big, black figure out of the corner of my eye. I turned around. My first thought - "Libby!" - but it wasn't her. It was a lost dog, who had wandered into my grandma's yard. Except for the ears, she looked almost exactly like Libby.
The lost dog was friendly and energetic, and each of the kids took turns throwing a stick for her to fetch. This is a candid of her playing fetch with my little cousin Joey.
It was the first time I had visited my grandma's house without Libby there. This lost dog brought back so many memories. There's something mysterious about those mountains that loves to remind you about days gone past, but maybe the visiting stray was just a coincidence.
Then again, maybe it wasn't.
Dolce running down the chuck-it ball.
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Explore - 149 on Sunday, June 14, 2009
Whilst lazing by the river this delightful German Shepherd entertained us all. He couldn't wait to bring the stick home so my boys could throw it out again. Great Fun !
Also...the owners wanted me to send them this shot as they thought it was incredible. Job done....its in the post !
It seemed like a great idea at the time. Last summer, we set our alarm for 4:30am and drove to a beach to sneak in a little sunrise swim with our dog before anyone else arrived. Carmen was totally beside herself with excitement, especially when we got out her float coat and she saw her pull toy that floats. You can see how well the idea worked. This was the first toss. She went in about up to her toenails. John braved the chilly waters and was Carmen's (and my) big hero on return. :)
shot with film and a plastic camera.