During the fall Georgia, USA is known for mild days and cold nights. On those days the weather turns warmer than usual, the insect population will come out to play. During many of my hunting trips I have headed to the woods on a cold morning only to sweat on the walk out. This ebb and flow affects home life as well.
A couple of weeks ago we experienced another mercury rising, and the temperatures reached a balmy 76 degrees. Ozzy and I were taking a break from cutting firewood in anticipation of the next cold front. Apparently our resident pest population took the oportunity to enjoy the warmth, and as we sat on my recliner, a scorpion crawled from the kitchen to the living room threshold. Ozzy watched as the small critter sat motionless as if trying to decide whether or not to proceed in the same direction or turn back.
After a few minutes Ozzy lost patience, and being the inquisitive canine he is, decided to study this strange looking bug up close and personal. As he moved closer, Ozzy noticed the creature's tail curled up and pointed at him. Moments later my dog was nose-to-nose with the scorpion, and actually thought the whole showdown was somewhat humorous... that is, until he got popped on the nose. Ozzy yelped, grabbed the end of his snout, and retreated to the safety of the recliner.
I have never seen a cross-eyed dog, but Ozzy's attempts to stare at his new wound were funny, though he didn't think so. He spent several minutes rubbing his nose, and with a somewhat suprised expression asked "What did I do"?
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