Cliff and I didn't walk this morning, since thunderstorms were passing through. Sadie and I waited until this afternoon to head out to the pasture. I was barefoot. So was Sadie, for that matter.
As we rounded the corner of my cabin we scared up a squirrel, so my dog had an exciting chase. Of course she didn't have a chance of catching him, but it's all about the chase.
A little further on, I saw what I thought was a tiny dead snake, and bent over to investigate. I keep an eye on the ground when I'm not wearing shoes, trust me. He was all curled up, not making a move. Sadie happened to see me checking something out and came to investigate, hoping perhaps I'd found a stick to toss for her.
I decided to poke it with a twig, checking for signs of life. Oh, it was alive, all right. And a vicious little creature he was, curling back and striking for all he was worth.
Once I got him moving, Sadie realized it was something alive and played with it for awhile. If you stick through the video for all twenty-six seconds, you'll get a glimpse of the snake.
And then, Sadie topped off a perfect walk by carrying home a stick for me to toss later.