When Will I Learn….Day Two Hundred, Ten
Today I did almost our entire walk with my camera in my hand, set to video mode.
Why you ask?
Because no matter how many times I have said, “I need to have my camera ready,” somehow I never do.
Today for instance, we had just entered the park; I was trying to adjust myself (put my bug band on, put Delilah’s leash over my shoulder, get the treats ready, make sure my pepper spray is in my front pocket…etc) the dogs ran ahead to the field.
Before Chet and I were half-way up the path, there goes Delilah chasing a deer through the woods!
Where was my camera?
In my back pocket.
I admit I was tiny bit grateful I didn’t have the camera ready, because everyone would have heard the panic in my voice as I screamed for Delilah.
You also would have heard Chet say, “Shit, there she goes.”
So the camera came out of my pocket, I put it on video mode and I carried it for the rest of our walk. Even though I had the camera in hand, I still had to remind myself when there was a photo opportunity.
Such as this one, when we tried to get the dogs to do an emergency “down.”
You can tell I wasn’t prepared by how dark the photo is; that’s because I was too far away and somehow forgot I write a blog about dogs.
I was slightly more prepared when we stopped to give them a water break.
But not quick enough to get both of them drinking.
Ah well, I guess there is always tomorrow.
Those Bones Those Bones Those Dry Bones….Day Two Hundred, Nine
It was a fairly uneventful hike, until Chet stopped and stood there staring.
Initially I thought he was staring off into the little thicket at the top of the path, but then he pointed out the bone.
“Damn, that’s a big wish bone,” I said.
“I’m not really sure that’s a wishbone,” said Chet.
“You see, there’s a joint.”
He thinks it might be a shoulder bone.
I’m not sure at all what type of bone it is, I’m kind of puzzled as to who would hang it in a tree and why.
But if I let that imagination of mine get going, I bet I could come up with something. 🙂
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