Have you ever gone for a walk and are drawn to something and just had to pick it up?
That happened while I was walking my dog Mac this afternoon in our pasture. Nice sunny but windy day. I saw this rock and just had to pick it up. It fit perfectly in my right hand, I switched it around and tried it in my left, but it seemed to belong in my right, it even felt like there was a small indentation for my middle finger to fit into.
As I walked along holding this rock, I wondered if it had a use long ago by some native person. One side is smooth and the other is rough as if pitted by use.