After going through a very frustrating hour this morning trying to boot up my creaky old Dell computer, I decided to just let it take its good old time and I would walk away from it (and therefore not be tempted pound it into shards). I decided to take the dogs for their morning walk earlier than usual. Since there is very little light these early mornings, we all put on our safety vests and I added my headlamp, which clips to the visor of my hat. I had gotten both dogs special collars that have running lights - but if I happen to look at them, I get dizzy and nauseous. It's weird. Out we go on our adventure - halfway down the driveway, two rabbits bolted across our path. Thankfully, I had a firm grip on the leashes, as the rabbits went in opposite directions and the dogs divided their attentions as well. As we got to the road, a flock of turkeys exploded out of the woods, scaring the Jiminy Christmas out of all of us. I should have turned around right then.
We were at about the halfway point in our walk when Bernice (aka Bernie - everyone was referring to her as "him"), shot ahead and to the left. I figured squirrel or rabbit. Oh, no. It was some carrion that the coyotes had worked over and she decided she'd take up where they left off. Even Scrappy was horrified. I pried her off and we continued with B on a six-inch lead. Finally, after all business had been done, we headed back towards home. I managed to remember the carrion and had B on a short lead until we were safely out of her reach. It was a good thing since a car came whipping down the road, throwing up gravel and clouds of dust and just missed us. It was the town supervisor's wife, Mrs. Leadfoot. I was never so glad to see my own front door!
I am so glad I moved the country for the peace and quiet. It's a jungle out there!!!