Porcupine

When opening the Tecumseh trail on Elk Mountain recently, I came across this fellow making his way across the freshly groomed slope on his way back home.

I stopped several feet away from him and hailed him a good morning. It’s uncertain if he could have been less interested in me.

He glanced over his shoulder at my voice, twitched his backside in warning, and waddled unhurried into the woods.