So so

It is very hot and I am resting inside in un-airconditioned discomfort. I got my walk in early, raindrops dancing on my head, and will take another one when the evening light is a bit gentler.

We like to walk in a place that is being returned to native-ish prairie. It is a place where we often run across Mr. Woodchuck and he always gives me a quick look and hides himself away in the bushes. A few days ago the park department sprayed some poison on the plants they didn't want living in that prairie and the workers put up a little crooked warning sign saying "Stay out!"

I am thinking Mr. Woodchuck couldn't read. We found him sprawled on the ground in a position he would have never assumed when alive. I had always admired his sturdy frame and his glossy darkness and I am a bit ashamed of all the times I barked at him.

A nicer part of the day was having a bit of a picnic lunch with my Person. We went to a park and had a falafel sandwich together and we both sat awhile, sniffing the breeze and neither of us had too much to say so neither of us said anything at all. We just sat and stared, something we both excel at.