Most of the time—unless I need to go somewhere in particular—I let Ashley pick where we go on a walk. Today, instead of wanting to check all the things, Ashley wanted to head to, and then cross, the busy street.

Ashley curled up on the sofa next to Jackie

By then I’d figured it out: She was leading me back to where yesterday she spent the morning at puppy daycare.

Sadly, it only happens twice a month. Happily, Ashley has been signed up for the next one.

Some years ago I shared this image in my post depredated bird. I see such configurations of feathers pretty often around here—the remains of a bird killed probably by a cat or hawk, or possibly a fox or coyote.

Depredated bird

So I was somewhat daunted when I saw this configuration of sequins on the grass just outside my front door.

A bunch of blue sequins scattered on the lawn

Does that not look dauntingly like the remains of a depredated party girl?

It makes me worry just a bit about about what the predator was.