Scrappy's first contact

No, not with an alien.  Follow us on a Friday walk and see.

First off, you can see they fixed all the washouts.  I think they've got some kind of cross-country meet today.

See who was peeking at us!

 

 

 

 

 I had just been debating about the fact that we hadn't seen any turtles in the swamp since that cold snap.  Then, on the river landing...

This was Scrappy jumping back after the turtle pulled his head the rest of the way in the shell.

Whimper, whimper, whine, whine...

So then we go down by the swamp.  He can hear the frogs croaking, but they jump away before we can get up to them.  So he's looking at croaks, looking at splashes, sniffing the water...

...when the IPFW clock chimed 9 AM, and he about crapped his metaphorical drawers!

Later, he's intently weaving through the tall grass on the feeder bank looking for ground hogs...

...when way up in the distance I spot a little bitty varmint.  I literally had to pull Scrappy out of the weeds to try and point the little bugger out.  Just then, the 'hog ran back across the trail, and I (making the mistaken assumption that Scrappy was actually paying attention) shouted, "Get 'im!"

And Scrappy promptly ran back into the weeds.

The mushroom kingdom.

"Oh. no!  Godzilla!!! RUN!!!"