Try a silly walk

We've had a huge melt off here with nearly a week of torrential rain and high gusty winds - a pineapple express straight from Hawaii.  As a perk, that means the edges of the steep streets of my neighborhood are now walkable rather than a storage space for snow.  The melting has apparently created a concentration of smells as we can't go 10 feet in a straight line, and must keep nose to the ground the whole time.  Some spots are so scrumptious Gemma has to rub and roll on it, leaving me standing holding a writhing puppy on a string.  Looks a bit strange, but she loves it, and since it isn't muddy anymore, why not?  Tracks are particularly interesting, today Gemma followed a raven's hopping path, putting her nose right in each footprint!  I never thought of a dry bird foot as having much of a smell.