More Mountain Adventures
Our dog was MIA - long story. I was sitting out on the front porch in hopes she would grace us with her prescence. Eventually she came putting up the street with the largest stick I've ever seen her carry. I think, "Wow, that's quite a stick!" I'm happy for her. She likes to chew on them to pass the time. As she got closer, I realize that the stick has a hoof. The stick was an elk leg.
I'm currently sitting on my porch. And now the elk leg is sitting in the middle of our driveway. The mail lady is approaching. I have a choice, smile and act like it isn't there or try to explain why I have not moved it. Or tie some floss around it and yank it just when she gets close enough to notice it.