I LOVE Those kind of days. Any time an animal slows me up, it was a good day.
A few years ago, my
chickens were all out in my
yard going through my garden looking for treats. I pulled up from work and walked over to see them. There in the middle, sitting upright on his butt and eating, was a
wood chuck. All the chickens were walking around back and forth next to him like they all did that every day. I walked closer to get a better look, and, in no hurry whatsoever, the wood chuck got up and started waddling away, leisurely as could be, and walked directly over my
boot on his way. He lived under my
chicken coop for two years before he disappeared. I saw him almost daily for a while. Good days.