I was taking Bud the Dog ( pictured above) for a walk. I was happy. He was happy. He often doesn’t have the energy for a walk these days. He caught the scent of something and starting sniffing around deep into someone’s yard. I let him sniff to his heart’s content. He finally found what he was after, and grabbed it in his mouth.
He trotted over to me with his prize. He dropped it at my feet with a smile. I looked down in horror. It was a bit of skunks pelt. I could see the black and white fur clinging to bits of skin.
With a loud “eww”, I kicked it away. I think it was the remains of the neighborhood coyote’s dinner.