Our snowy walks here in North Central Washington have been blessedly peaceful on the trails and walkways we enjoy. Perhaps it is because we choose to walk in the cold and don’t mind a little drizzle when others are cozy inside. It is at Beau’s insistence that we get out and hike or play. The other day, I felt like dressing my little doggie up in the cute red vest and little bow tie I made him. It is one of the pleasures I enjoy, and he doesn’t mind , I don’t think , really . We took the gravel road that leads to Chelan Falls and overlooks the Chelan Gorge, expecting lots of opportunity to let Beau run off leash. Before we got very far, we heard a chorus of barking and quickly leashed Beau up. Up the hill from behind us roared an old car full of barking dogs and one amazing husky running behind keeping pace with the car at about 25 mph! The free dog then took a dashing short cut over the steep snowy hill ahead of us to where he must have met up with his pack. Beau just looked at me in amazed wonder , as if to say “Bow WOW!” He got his chance to run , but not with the gang. I don’t know what they would have done if he could have joined them, but he may have felt undogified with his little red coat and bow on. When they passed us on the way back, the car was so full of dogs I couldn’t count them, as they barked and laughed at us.
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