Waves of dense fog rolled across the sanctuary all morning.
We’d set out for walks when the fog would break but another wave would quickly overtake us. Jody was not a fan.
Missy wasn’t fazed in the slightest.
When the fog lifted it felt almost like spring. Even Negra came out to bask in the warm sun.
By afternoon the fog was gone and the sun was out to stay. Annie quickly went to work gathering snacks. She has taken a real liking to eating raspberry plants – not the raspberries, mind you, but the plants themselves. Because the ones we transplanted last fall have yet to fully root, she is easily able to take them to go.
When you catch Missy standing still, it’s tempting to think that she might be taking in the scenery or sitting for a moment in quiet contemplation. But no. She is just making sure that everyone is watching when she blasts down the hill at full bore.
Sometimes when I am walking around the hill with the chimps, it feels like someone is watching me. And asking for grain.
This morning there were still patches of snow lingering in shadowy sections of the hill. As the day wore on, they were getting harder and harder to find. By late morning, the only source remaining was at the very top of the hill. Either Annie was the only one who knew this secret or she was the only one willing to hike all that way.