Just Walking

Billy and I decided to go walking one day. So! We left home and walked through the woods and down to the river. Living eleven miles out of town, you could call us Country Boys. The name of the river is “Little River.” It’s a Beautiful river that turns and twist all along the country side. It has the most beautiful sand bars you have ever seen. After walking through the woods for about and hour looking at all the wild life, running around (you know like rabbits, deer, possums, and coons). But we did not see a single bear.

What we did see was a big, I mean a BIG Red Headed Woodpecker the largest we had ever seen! “No!” it was not the Woody Woodpecker you see in the movies. If that is what you were thinking of. Watching the woodpecker hammer away at the tree you could almost feel the vibration of the hammering he was creating. We watched as he flew from one tree to the other as we walked on down to the river.

We could see the water was very low in the river, but that was good as we could walk the sand bars. You had to wade the water from one sand bar to the next. That was the best part of walking down the river! Walking that river was always a lot of fun. You could see the fish swimming around and once in awhile you would see a Soft Shell Turtle.

As we were walking Billy said he was thirsty and we didn’t bring any water with us. The water in the river was clear and we were talking about how water purifies itself “every twenty feet!”, as the old saying goes.

We found a nice little shallow place and we got our selves a “big” drink of water, it tasted good like it always did. Billy had walked on up the river ahead of me. I was watching some fish in a little shallow hole off to the side of the main river. Suddenly Billy called me in a loud voice. “WENDELL COME ON UP HERE I WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING”! So I hurried on up the river. By the time I got there he was gagging. I just knew something had happened. I asked Billy “you ok?” he was shaking his head from side to side and pointing down at the river. He said “Wendell look down in the edge of the river”. When I looked down, there was this big…… black “Dead Cow” lying in the water. I knew then why he felt uneasy. We had just drank some water “down stream”………………. We must have talked about water purifying itself every twenty feet for a long, long time.

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