Walking

Walked the dogs tonight in the dark. Plenty of frogs out on the road which they did not see until they stepped on them or the frogs suddenly moved right in front of dogs' noses. Of course the dogs got interested in the frogs but they must not smell good, because, after a brief sniff, they continued with the walk. Then there was a loud thunder clap. Fritz must have thought that was a heavenly "no." He stopped and jumped into the air. Funny. The other two dogs did not care. Time to give New Jerusalem her English lesson.