When we were far west of the mountain and just starting down a road that heads north to link up with another road that leads back to Tortugas we saw a guy and dog heading our way. When we had closed the distance between us to about 50 yards I realized it was Rene and his pup Rayo. Frio barked a few times, but Rayo, who was off lead, came right up to him. Rayo and Frio already get on well, but Frio snarled at Rene, partially circling around him. Rene pulled his treat bag out of a front pocket and said, "I'm going to buy his friendship." He then extended a treat in the palm of his hand to Frio who gladly accepted it. No problems after that. Rene and I talked for a short while before parting ways.
Several days ago Frio and I had bushwhacked from the flank trail west to an area not far from where we found ourselves after the encounter with Rene and Rayo, and I decided we should bushwhack east through the same section of desert; to my amazement Frio was able to lead me back in the opposite direction even though we'd not headed that way before. Our former dog Becca had an uncanny sense of place, and it seems as if Frio will have the same ability as well.
|Frio on the western flank trail|
|Devil's Head (front) and Hedgehog Cactus|
|This and the next 6: Frio exploring new territory|
|Bishop Cap in the Organ Mts. (left) and the Franklin Mts. (El Paso, TX)|
|Chihuahuan Desert scene|
|This and the next: Willow (left) and Frio|
|Willow walking away from playtime|
|Frio thinking, "Should I launch a flank attack?"|