Chico and I took a walk to the lake last night, just before sunset. It was beautiful as usual. I have never been to that spot and found it uninteresting. There are always lots of photo opportunities and things for Chico to investigate. He has a special affinity for the stinky old fishing nets that are left on the shore, or dead fish, or any dead animals. I have to keep an eye on him. His other bad habit is to be aggressive to big dogs wondering around, not on leashes. I think he is afraid so he acts tough. As soon as I see a big dog, I grab Chico and take him back home. Sometimes that cuts short our sunset viewing but I don't want any more bad experiences down there. Breaking my ankle was enough, more than enough.