To see this year's Perseid meteor shower, we loaded up the van and drove far from the city lights at 1 am. Most of the kids protested sleepily, but Rudolph the Wonder Dog was ready to go. Even if he did cower under hubby's legs while driving.
We stopped at a dark field and set up our camera equipment. Rudolph is a Weimeraner, which means "hunter of small furry animals and shoes" in German. So he disappeared into the brush while we peered up at the sky for meteors.
Ten minutes later, he was back, dragging a large stick. Rudolph dropped it at my feet.
I picked it up and tossed it back into the brush. He brought it back. Bored with stargazing, Heidi picked it up and started playing fetch with him.
Half an hour later, we called the shower a bust, and piled back into the van.
Back home, I started shuffling kids to bed. Rudolph dropped the stick at my feet, tail wagging.
It was a dried up deer leg.
Who knows what the neighbors were thinking, with all the lights on at our house at 2am, with a figure screaming through the house, "Dead deer leg! Dead deer leg!"
But really. They should be used to this sort of thing by now.
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