Today turned out to be a gorgeous weather day, since the humidity was low I thought maybe we could walk early. 🙂

Hubby was a bit of a harder sell than the dogs but convince him I did, so off we headed for our favorite park.

Before everyone got too tired, I coaxed them into a picture in honor of Father’s Day.

We headed to the back of the park, where we followed a path (actually I think it was a wash) that we had never ventured on before.  Eventually we came to an area that was fenced off, so we turned left onto some unmarked trails and we came to some cliffs.

I stared down and couldn’t believe my eyes…..”The Lost World” I said.

There were no houses as far as the eye could see in any direction.

Who knew…right in my own backyard.

We followed the cliff for a short time but I was really nervous about the dogs around such steep cliffs as they kept venturing very close to the edge, so we decided to head home.

I was walking in front of Hubby (I think he likes to look at my ass) and I felt a hard snap at the back of my calf.  Hubby is always warning me to look out for snakes, (which is one of the reasons I normally wear long pants when we are hiking.)   I turned around to see if I had in fact been attacked by a snake and Hubby said, “It was me.”

He stepped on a stick and it snapped up and hit my calf.

“Better to be hit by a stick, then bit by a snake” I said.

We’ve seen deer crossing streets in the area.

We’ve seen a huge buck right outside our fenced in backyard.

We knew there was deer in the woods where we walk;  occasionally we even walk on their trails.

We have seen trees which have been stripped of bark from the rubbing of antlers.

But we’ve never actually seen a deer in the woods where we walk…until today.

I’m going to have to ask you to use your imagination here.  I would ask you to close your eyes, but then you couldn’t read the words, so try to picture this in your mind.

I’m on the trail ahead of Chet, Sampson is ahead of me, Delilah is who knows where.  The path veers to the left; Chet, Sampson and I make the turn.  We call Delilah.

I hear her coming, so I turn to look and see Delilah running flat out and about 20 feet behind her, also running is a 200 pound doe!

I stand there with my hand over my mouth and I’m thinking Sweet Jesus, if Delilah turns around and sees that deer, we will never get her back!  She will chase that deer until one of them drops!

Thankfully Delilah turned to join us and the deer continued on its way.

Afterwards I thought, maybe Delilah knew that deer was behind her and that’s why she was running!  Can you imagine what she’s thinking?  Holy shit that’s the biggest dog I’ve ever seen!