
Annoyingly, mostly what I got on Tuesday was this:

He was off to the side of me chasing geckos into the desert:

He was off to the other side of me chasing a squirrel off the cliff:

He frequently came to a dead stop directly behind me too. This time he was staring down a bird:

His timing was also quite annoying. Any time the trail was covered with loose gravel that I could slip on seemed to him like a wonderful time to go running to the end of the leash and pulling me in the opposite direction. My usual 1 hour hike took an extra 20 minutes with all his starting and stopping and changing of direction. I really wished I had left the dogs at home. So annoyed.
But now I'm really wishing I could take the dogs hiking. I can't because Frankie currently looks like this:
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What was wrong with her?
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