Snow and Rain Showers, 35 Degrees, Cold
Sunset 7:21
Jake is our neighbor's dog. And like all good Border Collie's he obsesses - he never gives up on the task at hand. Jake can bark for hours at the rate of 75 barks a minute, we know, we've counted. When Jake barks like this he's usually has some critter up a tree. The red squirrels tease him constantly, I've heard the owls bark angrily back at him. So the other day after a good four hours of barking I ventured into the woods to see who was Jake's latest victim. Jake was sitting next to a little tree that has been stripped of it's bark from about a foot off the ground to about 5 feet up. The trunk has deep groves, that I think are from the deer rubbing their antlers. In a tall fir tree next to this tree was a raccoon that had stayed out too late and and had been caught on his way home. (Please excuse the flash)