Terry ended up with the afternoon off and twisted my arm to join him for a snowshoe walk. Mozart came, too, so we had to go down to Akeley Swamp, where dogs are allowed. When I looked out the window, it was gray and dull… so I left the camera in my office… Oh I would regret that a little later.
After following the trail for a long while, we decided to go off the trail into a beautiful hemlock woods. As we stood resting, sipping water, Mozart comes up proudly… with an opossum in his mouth. He lay it gently on the snow… treating it sort of playfully – just like he treats his many, many stuffed toys.
The opossum lay there looking dead… But they do that… as a defense. I noticed that when Mozart pushed it with his nose, the skin crawled and the chest raised and lowered breifly. That critter was playing ‘possum!
Why oh why do I EVER leave my camera behind when I go out in the woods? I’m still chuckling…