Daisy's indoor hunting continues to bring adventure her way. Just a few minutes ago she faced down a dangerous snake on the kitchen counter. She hopped up onto the stool next to the counter to keep my company as I was taking a water break. All of her instinctive defenses came into play instantly. She arched her back and watched without blinking. The counter was not empty. There was a pan upside down drying on a tea towel. At first I thought it was the pan that surprised her, but next I observed that her attention was fixed on the tea towel. The design of the towel's one inch border features alternating black and red stripes, loosely printed so that some white shows through here and there.
Daisy reached out a paw and touched the edge of the towel lightly and quickly, then drew her paw back, then touched again, and once again without drawing her paw back this time, having determined that the tea towel was already dead. Only then did her body relax and she lay down on the stool with her head resting on one splayed out foreleg, as if nothing had happened. In a sense, I suppose nothing did happen, but if it had she knew what to do.
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