A Small Appreciation

When we are out on a walk and pass any sort of evergreen shrubbery, my dog will lean into it and enthusiastically scratch her back on its brush. She'll make a few passes, hitting both sides of her coat, occasionally getting strung up on a branch. Once she is satisfied and trots off, there will inevitably be a jaunty green sprig or two sticking out of her harness like a corsage. I love it so much I sometimes just leave it there for the rest of our walk.