The Dog Blog

Sun is about to rise behind this yucca

I almost named the post today "When Henry met Becca" due to an encounter we had with a guy and his dog in the high foothills.  It was a friendly encounter, though Henry--much younger than Becca--was a bit exuberant.  He was a rescue dog, the guy said, and he wasn't sure what mix of breeds.  I said I thought Henry had some Rhodesian Ridgeback in him because of the way his hackles raised along his spine.  We've run into several Ridgebacks around the mountain, and they're really beautiful dogs.

Scouting around while heading down

Long single-track trail

Looking back up the mountain

Does she see somebody on the road?

Where trail meets road

South to the mountain

We're getting there

This White-winged Dove (Zenaida asiatica) looks as if it partied all night

I see a gigantic crow's shadow