So…I’m adding a new category to our blog: Things I almost stepped on. Because it’s becoming a familiar addition to our desert strolls. That moment when I’m putting my foot down and out of the corner of my eye, I see the ground move. Then I do a strange little dance, yelp, and pull the dog out of the way. All while trying not to squish whatever is down there.
Yesterday morning, while watching Kitsu dash around a dry river bed, Whistler and I almost stepped on this guy. Instead, he stayed around long enough to have his portrait done. What a gentleman!