London Fog

What a nite! The moon was shinin'..but just made everythin' seem a lil' sinister...spooky (accordin' to mom). Walkin' around, you can't see anythin' but the swirlin' heavy mist...then the trees an' bushes pop out in dark greys an' black shapes as you get close to 'em. Sounds are muffled an' it's hard to pinpoint which direction they're comin' from. It was cold, an' the air it was somewhere between a fog an' a drizzle....mom said it looked like a "London Fog". (I think after havin' watched "Ripper Street", it's still stuck in her mind). With her lite, she could see a solid curtain of teeny tiny water droplets an' not much beyond. There were lil' puddles of water on the leaves an' even Lexie's cone she's still wearin' from her ear surgery, because the air was so saturated. Did that stop us from wantin' out? Heck, NO! That's prime critter huntin' weather!

First, Lexie begged mom to go out. She hadn't been out for a while, so mom took her out. Of course, I went, too. Lexie takes off at a run w/mom tryin' to catch up. I had already disappeared off to ...well, somewhere.

Mom caught up w/Lexie at Lexie's favorite orange tree. Lexie had her nose up in the air an' was runnin' circles around that tree. Mom was runnin' circles around that tree, too...until Lexie stopped w/her cone an' nose up in the air tryin' to pinpoint whatever she was smellin'. Mom put her lead back on an' walked her to the other side of the yard, tellin' her to "go potty". Lexie didn't want to...she wanted to hunt. Mom ordered her back in the house....I caught up to them on the trail by the pond...but as we got to the fork, I peeled off to the left to check out that side of the yard. Mom tapped Lexie on the shoulder, when she wanted to follow me an' pointed to the door off to the right. Bein' on a lead, Lexie didn't have much choice in the matter. When they got to the house, mom got out Lexie's lil' coat, took out the fleece linin'...an' told dad that from now on, if it was dark, Lexie had to wear it. It's got a giant reflective pattern that lites up like a beacon clear across the yard.

Later, Lexie conned dad into lettin' us out. He temporarily lost both of us. Lexie even had on her reflective coat...but she's got this insane ablility to evade capture. He zeroed in on us at the orange tree......an' by us, I'm including the big possum that had one of mom's oranges in his mouth an' was eluding capture. Lexie was yellin' an' circlin'.....I was yelllin & tryin' to remove branches an' climb up the tree....the possum was climbin' higher....an' dad was circlin' tryin' to grab Lexie.

Finally, that possum got high enough to jump to the mulberry tree still holdin' that orange an' scurryin' across branches towards the fence.

I was followin' under the tree an' yellin'. Lexie was, too...an' that's when dad clipped her lead on an' dragged her towards the house. I stayed out there until I was certain that possum had escaped over the neighbors fence w/out his stolen goods. He dropped the orange when he jumped to the tree.

It was a grand chase, all in all. Lexie an' I loved it. We were really amped up.....we were throwin' lil' stuffed squirrels all over the room! An' about 15 minutes after bein' in the house, Lexie tried to get mom to let her out. She'd go to the backdoor an' paw at it, put her cone to it an' snuffle...then go to mom an' even tried puttin' her paw on mom to get to go out. I tried to help an' went to the back door an' gave out a bark......mom didn't fall for it, lol. I think she's finally on to us.....maybe the grins an' waggin' tails gave us away.......(note to self....look more serious).