Afternoon walks with Maggie are always interesting. her keen nose seeks out the wondrous and the macabre. Take this fellow, for example. Alone, waling along a newly plowed fire line, I would never have noticed it. But Maggie ran straight to it, ran in a circle, then looked at me with her “Oh wow, look what I found!” face, tail up and wagging. I could tell she was contemplating the snake’s head and partial vertebral column as a crunchy afternoon snack, so I quickly scooped it up.
I don’t know what other critter got this one. Buck speculated that he got exposed in some freezing weather, couldn’t move quickly, and became vulnerable and dead.