i took the snuffster to great falls today to spend time outside in my favorite thinking place. turtles basked in the spring sun in the middle of the canal. snuffy, far more interested in pissing on every single clump of grass along the tow path, ignored them.

he did come upon some canada geese, big honking things that were about twice his size. they didn’t like him, and he definitely didn’t like them. but because he was doing his best to chase them (while still on the leash, the other end of which was attached to me), i couldn’t get a good photo.

we sat for a few hours on a hill. snuffy stood watch, intent on chasing off any rogue geese.

once he tired of that, and i dozed a bit, he tried to get me to play with some sticks. his idea of enticing me to play with him: grab a stick, chew it good, and then bonk me over the head with it. repeat as necessary.

go figure, it worked.

we then clambered down a rocky hill so i could get some photos of a semi-quiet bend in the river. snuffy decided it was time for a sand and mud beauty bath. (i haven’t bathed him yet; he is still coated in grit and stinks to high heaven.)

the river: it’s good for the soul.