So let's try this again...

First, let me say, Scrappy is just fine.  No sickness, no limping, no traumatic dreams as a result of his fall into the river.

He did cut a fart that could be heard throughout the house last night, but the jury remains out on whether that was river water-induced.  How do I know it was him?  When I looked up from across the room, he was sniffing his butt in order to determine just what the heck had occurred.

Today was sunny- say it again: SUNNY- and warm, so we picked up the walk where we left off.

As you can see, the fall had little affect on him and water.  Here we are at the duck pond.

The previous time he fell in, it was like the last water event before winter, and the next spring he had to be coaxed into the water.  Not so much this time.

Duck pond is pretty much as full as we've ever seen it.

River didn't phase him either...

I'm guessing this is a squirrel's nut cache that got emptied.  Scrappy actually dug a bit around it.

Wasn't afraid of the prospect of falling, either.


 

At this point, the camera gave me that little flashy that means, " The battery, she's a-gotta no more!"  So we continued on, and along the south end of the south soccer field (or the north bank of the creek), a pair of deer spotted us.  I think they might of been our old buddies from two years ago, because they didn't run till we were almost on them (since we didn't see them) and they only went a little ways- to the edge of the reed-island at the mouth of the creek and the river. And there one of them stood, watching- waiting for me to find a reasonable clear view to take a picture.

But the battery's dead, right?

I turn it on, switch over to distance focus, started to zoom...
And it died.
Count ten. Turn it on.
Focus, aim...
Dead.
Count fifteen.  Turn it on.  Nothing.
Rinse, ring repeat about four more times, and I got just enough juice for....

Epilogue #1:  So around the swamp, across the bunny field, back north up the trail.  As we reached the south canal, I saw a wave that might have been a 'skrat or something sliding into the water.  I told Scrappy, "Go down and check it out."  So down the bank he goes, sniffing dens, sniffing trails... and wading into the water.  Remember the pic from a few walks ago?  The water is REALLY high in the south canal.  And he was maybe a step or so from reaching where the bank would normally end, and thus about to take yet another unscheduled bath.  This time, though, I managed to coax pull him back up.

Epilogue #2:  Battery was so dead, the first time I tried to upload pictures, it got two of them... and then told me it lost connection.  So I charged the battery for 10 minutes, and got them all this time- albeit with a "You cannot upload these files because you do not have an admistrator's permission."  They did indeed upload... but every time I posted on on this post and clicked "add caption", I was told, "You have logged out from another location.  Log in or continue?"  After about the third caption, I said, "Oh, hell, let me log in to that which I have never logged out of so it will shut up.  I logged in where instructed, it told me the request could not be processed, and everything was back to normal.  So how's your XP?  My 7's just fine.