One morning I woke up and was shocked to find it was under a million degrees outside. In fact, it was in the 70s. I grabbed the most adventurous of our dogs, my daughter and we drove out to the local man made but still lovely lake.
As we went around the curve that leads to my favorite parking lot at said lake, I noticed a bunch of odd shapes in a dead tree. I slowed the car down and realized it was 7 vultures, hanging out in a tree. Is it ironic that they're in a dead tree? or is that how they roll? I do not know but i was fascinated.
As we sat there gawking at them, one slowly started to spread it's giant wings. When he was done, another joined in. Then another and another and soon there were 5 giant vultures with their wings spread in a dead tree right in front of me.
I figured their wings were spread because they felt a little uneasy with my car sitting there, and me and Hannah gawking at them, so before I was really ready we drove away to the marina parking lot, parked and got out for a pleasant morning stroll.
That's Hannah and Daisy. Daisy had never seen a lake before and I was happy to see her walk right in it. She didn't go any further than that though, and kind of avoided it from them on. I don't think most Lhasas like water. She wouldn't go up on the docks, either.