I was struck by the beauty of dandelion seedheads and crouched to take some photos while Penny wandered further along the lane. Silly me. Penny never goes far away unless there's food involved. Well, she would call it food. We're more inclined to refer to her favorite snacks as disgusting rubbish.
So, I'm busy enjoying the beauty of nature:
Then I notice Penny, also, is busy enjoying something.
Oh, yes. Some delicious mouldy bread.
I race down, we have a brief tug of war, after which Penny graciously (not!) surrenders the rest of the bread and we move on.
Of course, Penny throws up. Thank goodness for that. The bread was disgusting.
Why do our neighbours think it's a good idea to toss discarded bread into the lane?
And then Penny starts eating grass. Definitely after she'd thrown up.
I've previously seen her eat grass before throwing up, but this is the first time I can definitely say it was post-vomiting and that she didn't subsequently throw up again.
She seems okay now (about five hours later) after a small meal, mainly cooked rice. Here's hoping her own system has dealt with the revolting snack.