He runs with me in the mornings and protects me from 'unseen' dangers.[okay...I'm not running...I'm usually just hiking!]
He stops and looks around, alert with his ears perked up. I look around and see nothing.
We walk on and I turn around to see him with his face buried in the snow...hunting up 'smart pills' or more commonly known as...
deer droppings...
He gets sidetracked by a big downed tree and ignores my calls to him.
When he does come, he has to 'swim' through the snow as he is not on a trail.
Sometimes I think our walks are as much about me having fun watching him, than anything else.
My camera lens always seems to be attracted to him in some way.
I wish I could have his energy. He must travel many more miles than I do on our hikes.
I also wish I had his talent for instant napping and happy doggy dreams.
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Love the ground level Morris on the Trail photo! AND wouldn't it be great if we all could just forget our troubles and fall asleep like that after a full day of chasing deer droppings?
Actually I just bent a bit to take that as that trail is part of a steep hillside!
I thought the perspective would be fun.
Now off to dream!
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