|He looked at us like, how DARE you walk MY earth...|
|Two days of rain left our usual crossover a bit moist. Scrappy went "Splash" (about to become a recurring theme); I hopped over onto the rail tie on the left.|
|The stuff you find.... can anyone identify these characters?|
That was at the Green Hole. After Scrappy had his fill of sniffing the various den holes, we moved on. Along the river, Which at the start has a pretty high bank, and as per usual, I cautioned Scrappy several times, "you're gonna fall!" Wouldn't listen...
|Scrappy found somebody's favorite eating spot. This section of squirrel's tail was near a small pile of bird feathers.|
|Scrappy was convinced that this was the hotbed of beaver activity. But trouble awaited....|
|Spotting the first new growth green we've seen this "spring", we began exploring yet another beaver snack zone.|
|We were examining this debris float to see if it might be the top of a beaver den. This is an "after" picture. Seen the green spot near the bank, dead center...|
Well, guess who fell in? He assumed it was just muddy ground, and before I could think of yelling at him, he went head first into about butt-high (on me) water. He remembered how to swim, and got turned around onto the bank. But if you remember pics of when we walked the beach when the river's down, the bank is undercut. He could hang onto the bank, but had no chance of getting out since he couldn't hit solid ground with his back feet. I snapped a quick shot as I was setting the camera down and got on my knees, and once I cleared that damn stick on his right outta the way, I got the nape of his neck and hauled him out. He was not amused.
He shook, and shook, and sneezed up the water he swallowed, and shook some more. After that, he was all for going on with the walk- but I thought it a bit cold to be running around wet from head to toe. So we headed back. And I called Laurie:
C: Your Boofus just fell in the river.
L: He WHAT?
C: Fell. In. The. River.
She had us a towel waiting at the door about ten minutes later, And Scrappy is dozing none the worse for wear. It seems he needs a lesson about water safety once every couple years (A couple years back, we walked out to the end of the stone construction pier and he assumed the water was as shallow in the MIDDLE of the river as at the bank. Uh, no....), and today he got one that should last him into 2016... I hope.