Poised

The four humans and Rusty walked out to a summer cottage a few kilometres from our house. The owners were not home (well, it’s hardly summer) so we sat on their bench in the sun and enjoyed conversation with each other, and the warm sun.
Rusty was continually on the move. He found the remains of a lobster dinner, tipped onto the garden in the autumn, and he enjoyed worrying the bits of lobster shell out of the ice and then crunching them up.
After a while it we walked home for coffee and cake.
When it was time to go home C decided to back out along our drive and this turned out to be not such a good idea, as you can see in the extra photo.
It wasn’t as spectacular as it looked, fortunately. The front wheels slid sideways all the way down the slope once the action started.
Fortunately our neighbour with the tractor was home and after a few minutes the car was back on the drive.