Friday, January 24, 2025

Here's lookin' at you lookin' at me, 1

Once upon a time (more or less precisely two years ago in fact) yours moderately lupine went sniffin' 'bout the woods immediately after a lightly snowy day, when the fluffy stuff was freshly stacked. I did stumble across a strange oval depression though where little to no new snow seemed to have settled, slightly less than a meter in length.

Then I realized I'd almost stepped in the yellow puddle to its left where whoever had napped there during the snowfall had taken a leak upon getting back up. Glancing about, it was easy enough to follow the hoofprints leading away uphill through the cleanly layered powder.
 

 - and if you didn't spot the culprit in the top left corner, here's the mugshot:

You done sniffing my piss yet, monkey?


Now, come on, I've never been a boy scout but can I get some manner of badge for this little hundred-pace tracking expedition?

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