Shortly before I moved from Hamilton, I found this beautiful foot trail behind my building. Spring in the Dundas Valley will greatly be miss. I took frankie for a couple walks down this way and the day I took these pictures was the day frankie caught and killed a groundhog. I though him incapable of actually catching anything – he is such an ogre and so uncoordinated. He was rather pleased with himself, though I was not.
the day the groundhog was no more