When we began our return to the trailhead we met three people and a dog who were heading the opposite way. I put Becca on the lead and made her step off the trail to the left and gave her the "down" command. She lay flat on the ground watching the man, two women and a beautiful dog. One woman was holding the dog by the collar, and she said of Becca, "That is a very well-behaved dog." Laughing, I said, "Sometimes." The other woman said, "What a good dog." And the man said, "Very impressive." The other dog had gotten loose, and started to come around to Becca, but the man got in the way. I said, "It's okay," meaning there would be no problem if the two dogs met; but the woman--presumably the pet's guardian--said, "She's not supposed to do that." Then the woman said, "Have a nice day," and I echoed the sentiment.
I have to admit I felt pleased with Becca's behavior, and it was nice for her and for me to receive such an earnest compliment.
|Moon and monolith|
|Cactus Wren on a boulder|
|Same Cactus Wren/same boulder|
|Sotols growing on a rocky slope|
|Becca choosing a shadow to lie down in|
|Backlit Torrey Yucca|
|Trail across the plateau|
|Becca having a lie-down|
|Saturday morning moon (even more to come)|
|The trail we got here on|
|This and the next 8: Moon over the mountain|