But as we were heading to an even better smelling field (a local park), a downed tree blocked our way! Well, maybe it wasn't a whole tree exactly....but it was sizable branch. Right smack in our path. At first, Sarah Beagle and I were excited, but as we got closer and smelled it, we were not happy.
Olive Badger came over to sniff it too, but it was really Sarah and me who raised concerns. Where had it come from? Why was it here? And why did it smell so scary? Our back fur was sticking straight up, and we were stiff legged as we stalked around it. Mom tried to get us to go, but we weren't budging.
Something was not right in the land of Beagles.
Then, we heard it. A weird noise, not quite human, not quite animal, not quite able to pinpoint where it came from, but we all heard it. Our ears were at attention, and Mom was looking all around. The noise happened again, and Mom said it was probably just the wind in the trees. Or maybe a bird.
If anyone knows birds (and hates them with a passion) it is Olive Badger. She can spot a bird from a mile away. But right then, she was not hearing a bird. She was not a raving maniac on the end of the leash, which is usually how she responds to birds.
Not a bird. All right. Let's get out of there! We ran up the steps and out of the park and breathed a huge sigh of relief when we were back on the sidewalks of town we know and smell regularly.
Was the tree branch and the noise connected? Mom says no, but I've noticed we haven't been back that way since!