Roadtrip

There are many ways to make a living. One is to have a Person to provide for you and take you on road trips to Wisconsin. Another is to be furry and smallish and like to swim and eat leaves and have an independent riparian life with no Person at all to talk to or put your meal in a dish or provide furniture and a porch for you.

I personally think it is a toss-up.

I did go on a road trip this weekend, to visit my human grandparents. On the way we stopped along the Fox River, what a nice name that is, and this odd fellow swam out of the river right in front of me and started eating cottonwood leaves! He is a muskrat. And he came closer and closer and he didn't care at all that someone as ferocious as I am was standing so close, held back by the slimmest of leashes. I will tell you what DID scare him. A huge sturgeon bumped into him from behind and the muskrat swam off and I jumped a bit too! I have never seen such a large fish.

We also saw two foxes that weren't rivers but were running jumping animals, a coyote and many sandhill cranes. But none of them got this close to me so maybe they all were shyer or slyer than the little muskrat.

All of this is what is great about road trips. No matter what you start out with as a plan, and that is probably just a destination, other interesting things appear along the way. And those interesting things you didn't plan give you something to think about when you are back at home, lying on your porch.