The rabbit is back and has a friend with him. The two made an appearance and came out of the tall grass by the bird feeder. I guess they wanted to pick up the seeds on the floor for a little morning snack. I love you rabbits, I said. They turned to look at me, seemed to smile and hopped off. Their white tails bounced away.

Dog and I started on our walk. Tomorrow is a workday so I have to start heading to the city. I decided to make the most of the day though since it’s the first day that the sun is actually out. It rained all week.

Dog and I took a walk by the water and winded back up the trail towards the wooded area. Once we got to the top of the hill we stopped to say hello to the horses. They watched at the gate as we approached, ears forward. Dog has been really good with them and is no longer afraid of them. We say our hellos, and then we go up the narrow embankment towards the Woodland Trail. It’s quiet but a few ravens are flying from tree to tree. They’re flying out of and into the canopy over us, letting us know that they are there.

Dog and I are in a blissful state as we approach a new trail. I look ahead and I catch a glimpse of a large, dark gray four legged. He’s spotted us and bounds along the edge of the ridge that he’s on.

Whoa, he’s pretty big. He’s quickly weaving through a cluster of trees. Maybe there are pups? I don’t want to disturb them.

Ok, let’s go I tell dog. I move off the trail, let’s go down this embankment. There’s no more trail to the left or right of us, just the slope going back down towards the water. Its the only way to move off his path, so I decide that’s the best course of action.

Here, come on Dog I say, come on and I start down the sloping hill with Dog following. I take a few steps and I lose my footing. Since we had a week of rain, it’s wet and muddy. Once I lose my footing, I fall. Dog is on his lead and gets ahead of me. He is now running down the embankment with me sliding down on my rear end through the mud. I manage to get back up on my feet towards the bottom. I turned to look behind me, all clear.

We walk parallel to a ravine because, at this point, half covered in mud, I don’t want to chance crossing it. We walk until it narrows and we can cross over with no trouble. We follow the path back home. Still a good day.


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