Led By The Nose

There are several animals that find their way across property that I live on and if Molly could talk, she would tell me who all of them are. It is easy to spot their footprints in the snow but Molly tracks them with her nose. The deep snow has been tough on both of us but after several trips down the driveway, I had beaten down a good enough path for us to walk on. Molly would rather follow her nose than she would this well traveled path however, and she could not be dissuaded from this. I followed right along because I believe we were both starting to get cabin fever and I have never followed the well traveled path myself. Molly would sink down in the snow and fall over and I would pick her back up and set her on her feet. She is the star and I am the sidekick. She is Batman, I am Robin; I am Costello to her Abbot; I am Jerry Lewis to her Dean Martin.