Musings —07.12.2012 09:03 AM—
Got up to cabin with daughter and her fellow camp counselor, both on one-day furloughs, around 10:30. Roxy, who is dumb as a post, acting weird. Neighbour down the way calls out to keep dog in – “there’s a big fisher about.”
They’re nasty bastards (the fishers, not the neighbours), and I doubt the dog would win a scrap with (what sounds like) a big male fisher.
Assuming I have, er, sufficient firepower (and you should), is there any chance I could dissaude said fisher from eating my dog?
Input welcome, as always. Over and out.