The whole family went out for a nature walk today at Lily's favorite place, the McKay nature trail. I brought my camera and the light was beautiful so I thought I would get some very nice shots. Only minutes into our expedition, however, we ran into a (very sweet) golden retriever. She was on a leash; Lily was not. Soon the happy golden had broken free and chased Miss Lily all through the forest. Then the big dog came back, alone. Where's Lily?
Lily did turn up moments later, crying her little eyes out. Kieley's sharp eyes spotted the problem...a gigantic hawthorn stuck right in her little foot. I pulled it out. Lily bled all over me. We decided to go home.
So much for our nature walk. Lily is recovering. Here are patient and nurse:
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Oh, poor Trout Lily. Nobody suffers as spectacularly as a Boston bean. We're sending Chet Baker kisses. And promising never to get him near another ear of corn.
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