When I first spotted this Long-tailed Weasel it was running across a snow covered meadow, definitely on a mission. Then it disappeared under the snow and played the ”pop goes the weasel” game. It would pop up at random like a submarine’s periscope for a second or two then disappear again. It moved several feet in any direction before popping up again. I new I would be lucky to capture an image, and luck was on my side this day.