Did you see us downtown? That was a fun day. It was nerve-wracking for me, but the youngsters had a good time and the females kept them in line. The grass in the meadow by the Ridge Path was tender and sweet. Big Meadow was pretty good too. The grass by town’s sit-and-watch-the-ocean bench was the best. It was just salty enough.
I did not see you. If you had been there, you would probably have seen the coyotes in the woods and dunes watching us. The guys with those black boxes on their shoulders, talking into those black sticks, did not see the coyotes. If they had, they would have pointed the glass end of their black boxes at them, too. We certainly knew where they were every step of the way. You might have seen them if you had been there. You have a good way of looking and you can think ahead. That is hard for me, but I am learning.
When we were finished in town, we trotted up the beach, back to that meadow behind your house, and hunkered down in the bog. It was a good day. Sorry you missed it.
(town photos courtesy of KGW.com; coyote photo from digital-images.net)