Tuesday, January 30, 2007

A Picture of Fear

I took the dogs for a walk today as I do every day. I wanted to get a picture of them on the dog trail but it was so difficult. Trying to keep the camera warm enough but not too warm so it wouldn’t steam up the lenses. Trying to get all three dogs in the same frame at the same time. Meanwhile knees vibrating and trying to take a picture and at the same time look over my shoulder to see if I was being stalked.

Neighbors, bless their souls, they mean well, but some things I’d rather not know. Last fall they told me there was a bear in these woods. I was a little disappointed to hear that but a bear should be okay. He’s probably just out for a walk ‘cause his porridge is too hot or he’s on his way to a teddy bear picnic so why would he dally around here where the only fare is one aged, tough, sinewy old woman.

But now, just this weekend, the neighbors told me there is a wolf in these woods. They know because they saw him. A wolf? Now that is scary. They blow down houses, gobble up little girls with red hoodies, and even disguise themselves as grandmothers. They probably even chase little helpless road-runners as ruthlessly as coyotes.

So, there you are, that’s why I didn’t get a better picture.


Pauline said...

Just don't go into the woods carrying a basket with a pot of honey tucked inside :)

Roberta S said...

Hi pauline. Good reminder. Guess I better wash the jam and toast off my face as well. Gad, all the preps. Walking in the woods ain't what it used to be. ;D