What do you get when you cross a Golden with a Labrador?
This, people. You get a photobomb that you didn’t notice in the tiny viewfinder of your Canon. A cursory glance at the image might even net you that warm feeling that accompanies the camera’s promise of a rather nice shot.
Then you download the memory card onto your laptop and you now find yourself gifted with the pale, almost not there, but yep, there she is, that’s not a ghost photo bomb.
My handsome golden retriever appears to have developed a white-ish rear end. Perhaps one of them stylin’ Lion Cuts. With the unfortunate result of exposing a farmer’s tan.
In winter. Go fig.
Take a sec here and place your thumb over the tip of plume tail creeping above Micron’s noggin.
There. Now do you see it too?
It’s not just me, right?