This certainly was the week to swing from one extreme to the other, in the dog world. After the rez dog experience, I was surprised to encounter a young black-and-tan coonhound on a bike ride in the ponderosa forest. He was not completely trained yet, despite his radio collar and antenna. He came over to the bike to make friends with my dog.
My, what big feet he had! Soon I saw his trainer working three adult hounds. They and their trainer were 95% business, with no time to socialize. The trainer said that he had just found a deer that had been killed by a mountain lion, perhaps the previous night.
It is easy to admire dogs who are amazingly trained, no matter what their specialty. But I have never been tempted to own a 'specialist.' I prefer a well-rounded, companion dog.
My little girl was confused by the size of the ponderosa log that was blocking our road:
And she was delighted with the deer antler found near camp:
Ponderosa forests are pretty hard to beat for a camping experience with semi-flat and smooth dirt roads.
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