Took my daughter, GF, and GF's dog to a local county park for a nice walk before the rains came in this afternoon. This park has a small lake, probably around 80 acres, and there is a pea gravel trail winding around it that is 3.2 miles long. There is also a nice bridge to a little island about 75 yards off the shore. We walked out too the island and found that there were many geese nesting out there including a pair with eggs in plain sight of the path. Mama and Papa goose were swimming a few yards away and didn't seem to bothered by us checking out their nest.
Ruby the dog saw some other geese on the shore and thought she could catch them. It's a good thing she didn't. I don't quite think she knows that pissed off geese tend to get really anti social.
The rest of the walk was beautiful until the last quarter mile. We were all talking and not paying much attention to Ruby, and she started rolling in the grass. That's normal and we didn't think much of it until she got up. The damn dog rolled in fresh raccoon poop! Of course we couldn't put her back in the car like that. Guess who got to take her in the park restroom and clean her up with foamy hand soap and no gloves? Yuck. She still stunk when we left but I got the poop off her outer coat. She got a full bath in the tub when we got back to GF's house.
After that we went out to eat at a local Mexican joint out in the country along Highway 30. I had Chile Colorado and it was fantastic. GF had fajitas and daughter had the Burrito Loco. Daughter's eyes were a little bigger than her stomach and she couldn't finish it. All in all, it was a nice Saturday. Tomorrow we are all going over to my sister's house for lunch...