Sitting waiting for people to arrive, I look right to see a small dog approach from the horse yard. Next, I  look left and the little devil is sitting next to me, looking at where I’m looking, up the hill. I get out my phone and the ‘bitch’ has decided to rest her paws on my legs to see what I’m doing. I put my phone away and ‘Myra’ – cause I looked at her dog tags, decides now it’s time to get comfy and paws herself down onto my lap.

My contact arrived and walked past me because he saw a guy with a dog on his lap … thinks he can’t be the photographer, and carries on and only stops when I shout his name.

So if you want to blend in, get a dog.