XC Skiing 15:00 [1]
(sick)
So gorgeous out- crisp and snowy, so I got out my worst rock skis and did a little lap of our yard and our neighbour’s trail with AD in very borderline conditions.
The big guy was furious at being left out, so I took them to the fenced property, where they both instantly buggered off, ignoring a fox40 whistle and treats. I eventually followed the raucous barking, and Brody was in a roaring face-off with a coon hiding in a big log pile in thick scrubby woods, while Logan ran circles yapping.
I had no voice to yell, but got him off the logs long enough for the coon to scoot up a tree. Coon was p*ssed, and the big guy was a raging maniac for a while.