I am sorely lacking in blog fodder this evening. So I am gifting my readers with a random photo from my whirlwind Backroads lifestyle. The item in this picture was posed by my rosebush for camera purposes. But it was not my item. I found it on the porch one morning, much to my chagrin. A dog was involved.
Some people might think finding a random devil on their porch is a good omen. I am not one of those people. It creeped me the not-heaven out.
I have other photos with the subject and the canine culprit. There's a story there somewhere. I am considering submitting it to Not Your Mother's Book...On Dogs. And since I am a firm believer in Even Steven, I could also throw in a story on my rescued pup, Juno. The sweet to balance the sour. Like those Sour Patch Kids in literary canine form.
Feel free to leave me a comment about what, in your opinion, this little devil could be thinking.