The dogs barked.
They hissed and growled...as if expecting this lion to roar back.
I couldn't see what it is that they could.
So well camouflaged in and among the winter wood.
She stopped and stared and moved not a muscle.
I think - I'm sure - she smiled.
She must have known she was safe there....in her side of the forest.
I couldn't help but wonder what she thought of the dogs shouting so loudly.
Did she understand what it is they were saying?
Did she speak their same language?
Did she imagine that they - my two sweet pups - were lions too?