The Tail Wags the Dog

Walking through the snow covered fields with our canine family member today, reminded me of how grateful I am to have him. He's a golden retriever mix that insists on burrowing his muzzle into every varmint track and hole that he can find. His tail wags incessantly, increasing in speed, the fresher the tracks.

The grasses that stood tall all summer and fall have been packed down by the snow, rain and wind, making walking through it very easy. I looked for the hawk that carefully balanced itself on a tiny branch a few days ago. What stood out from this walk was a single drop of crimson on the snow that interrupted a mouse trail.

Yep, grateful because I let my canine friend take me for a walk.

What stood out when you walked your canine friend recently?
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