A day off! Poor Luke has been neglected for a couple weeks, but now I'm back on schedule. Wednesday is Luke's day.
We have our usually routine planned. A trip to Walmart for chicken jerky. Lunch from one of Luke's favorite fast food places. A walk up into the mountains, which is sure to get Luke intrigued with new scents and mysterious russling sounds that need investigation.
We walk up to a wet weather spring that oiginates half way up the mountain. The water is clean and cold, and there are footprints and scents of all the wildlife that comes there to drink.
As we near the spring, Luke's head goes down and his nose leads the way along the trail of some forest animal that is long gone. Perhaps it was a deer, or bear or something smaller. I'd give anything to know what he is thinking as he follows the path of one of the local "residents".
We don't hunt. We just walk along the trail, and talk. Well, I talk and Luke listens.
