I Smell You

I was walking Otis on the long lead in our backyard. Although the deck lights were on, the woods were engulfed in darkness. Otis was walking slowly with his nose to the ground. Otis stopped and lifted his head. I listened but heard only silence.

Otis suddenly raced forward, 5 feet of leash unwound, and my arm jerked as I began to be pulled forward. It was then that I heard hoof beats and saw the white tail of a deer racing away from Otis. Otis tried to follow the deer, but I was the anchor that weighed him down.

2 days later, I could barely lift my arm. Proving once again, that Otis is in much better shape than I am.