Originally posted on Dare boldly:
It was a perfect spring afternoon. Warm temperatures. Warm sun. Warm breeze gently blowing.
Ellie was in heaven. Her friend Donata was coming with us. An assured source of lots of pets and ear rubbings always makes Ellie happy.
I was happy too. Ellie decided to do her business right beside the garbage can at the head of the trail. No need to carry a full bag along of doggie fertilizer, or leave it at the edge of a trail to remember to pick up — as long as we took the same route back.
Except. Ellie decided to go again.
I decided to bag it and leave the bag at the side of the trail for collection on our return.
And we set off into the gorgeous spring afternoon. X-country. Along the ridge. Down the escarpment into the valley. Along the river. Back up to the ridge, always…
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