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This is “Spotty” . No spots….Libby named him when she was 7. He is now 14, deaf, both eyes are white with cataracts, he is full of tumors  among other things. He still smiles and wobbles around happily without much pain. He’s always had a guilty look and demeanor except when out on the trail with me or in the water. I don’t think I would have explored the mountains around me as much as I have without this old boy by my side. These pictures are a couple of years old but a better representation of who he is at heart. I have hundreds of shots of him on trail camera, following me everywhere.
I could go on, he’s so cute… Â except when he bites, he does that when he isn’t getting his way…
We rescued a heeler/beagle mix a few months ago. She’s been car camping a couple times but hasn’t been backpacking yet.
I think she likes the Duomid. :)
This is reluctant Spotty with big eared puppy Zaya, Libby’s dog. She is smart as a whip.
I had advised against getting a puppy right after Libby moved out but what is one to do…they have to learn. She loves her dog. Zaya has both made life more difficult and added a lot of love and joy to Libby’s life.
Zaya is a small sheppard.
Of course Libby’s  boyfriend is a dog person too and has a hound, Andy. Two “kids” with their two dogs. Mischief in the making there.
I can get on board with this! Here’s all three together. They all go car camping and hiking, however only the cattle dog joins in on backpacking (Pitbull is old, 12 yrs, and doesn’t like high miles. Pomeranian is too slow lol)
Here’s Frankee the cattle dog doing San Luis Peak with me.
Lucy is technically Chris’s dog, but I get to love her too.
Chris had her mom Zoe, on our left here, sitting down, next to her other daughter Bailey. So Bailey and Lucy are sisters.
Zoe is a pure Australian sheppard. Chris had Zoe’s mom Shorty. Shorty started this legacy . I will find pictures of her too. She was a red tri. She died five years ago.
Zoe had her puppies with Emmet, a good friend’s awesome/incredible dog…on purpose. Emmet is 1/2 Aussie and 1/2 Border Collie.
Zoe is 11 now and is Chris’ son’s best buddy.
More about Bailey in a second.
Here are Lucy and sister Bailey. They are very different dogs.
Bailey is Chris’ daughter Kylie’s dog .
But even more so Bailey is Kylie’s daughter Haylee’s dog :)
Yes we are constanly calling Haylee ….Bailey and Bailey…Haylee.
Haylee is five and the biggest little dog lover so this legacy is not over yet.
To recap ;)
Spotty is my old buddy and he was friends with the first of the Aussie’s named Shorty. I also had Spotty’s brother, Lumpy, but he died in his sleep as a puppy. He was vaccinated and healthy and we just don’t know what happened. We got them at the dog shelter in Oakland and they were next in line to be put down since they had some pit bull and the shelter was full.
Shorty had a beautiful litter of five. Four got great homes ( we still keep in touch) and the spunkiest one we kept, Zoe.
Zoe had a small litter with the coolest Aussie/ Border mix Emmet  and we kept Lucy and Bailey. These three are all wonderful and healthy dogs and all in the family. Emmet still lives in the redwoods and gets to be with his best friend 24/7.
Zaya is my daughter’s the little German sheppard, now best friends with hound Andy.
I told you we are a dog family :)
Handsome cattledog, Marcus!
My friend has a cattledog that is such a good hiker. She’s very good about staying right with us. Mine seems to be a little more prone to wandering although she’s got good recall. Anyhow, check out this lovely lady:
Ok last one for now, I promise.
Six girls here. From our left to right:
Libby holding Lucy, Zoe ( in a choke hold…) next to Kylie. Haylee on her mom’s lap and last is Bailey trying to get away.
What was that song…” children and dogs and watermelon wine”.
Hayduke Trail. This is Skotti, he’s 3, maybe. Shelter people didn’t know how old, as he was found injured in a lonely spot. Never leaves a 200′ radius around me when in the backcountry. Loves people, avoids other dogs like the plague. Easily the best dog in a long life of dogs. We think he’s a McNab.
Utah backcountry skiing
Mt Baldy, Los Angeles
Sawtooth high route
Wind River High Route
Tully (a Tibetan Terrier rescue) fatbiking in March (no matter how fast I go, her nose is on my back tire):
Skiing in April
And, trying to make a friend last August:
Hank is gone now (but not forgotten). Â Gawwwd, what a character he was! Â Stubborn, opinionated, selfish, loving, patient, and ultimately a “good boy”, any way you slice it. Â I wish they lived longer.
My babies. Chance, in front, and Casey in back. Never did backpack with them because, much like their father, they just weren’t all that trained. Still miss them terribly.
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