Something’s up. Charlie heads for the closet when he hears the jackhammers (in full force shortly after these pictures were taken).
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Something’s up. Charlie heads for the closet when he hears the jackhammers (in full force shortly after these pictures were taken).
[rDay Fifteen-Hundred-Fifty-Five]
Walking downtown via alleys this morning.
Following all-night rain and intermittent showers until noon, we head for the Sportsplex beside Mill Creek for a dog run. The fresh rain had set the greenery aglow and seemed more than welcome by both Charlie and the birdlife. One of the highlights was seeing a batch of young mergansers, without their mother in sight, frolicking in the creek. They were the subject of a missed video opportunity when they turned en masse and quickly scooted upstream, against the current; only still captures were made in the moment.
The fox.
The chase, upon spotting Charlie or vice versa.
The Charlie.