Pooch (Phoenix) in my office/gear room
The dog hears the clanging of gear and rustling of haul bags, and immediately comes running down the hall. "Where are we off to this time?" she seems to be asking in her expression. Willing and ready to go anywhere I'm headed, her mind has long out-willed her aging body's ability to tag along on most adventures. But, boy have we seen many good days on the trail, at the crag, and in the back country over the years. She's my favorite belay anchor and guardian of my lunch.
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