Sly was foster dog number 3 or 4 and was a stray from Ritzville. What I remember most of those early days was that he would not walk in a mud puddle and really disliked anyone with trekking poles. Joy deemed him unadoptable so I got to adopt him. In short order he became our 'quite alpha' with the follow on foster dogs. Never aggressive toward a new dog but he never let them act like an alpha. He was my buddy and we shared hundreds and hundreds of miles hiking, trailing running and walks. I miss him dearly.
Running through the flowers in the field just below Mt Defiance, July 2009.
Learning to swim, Cottonwood Lake August 2009.
Something very interesting in the water, Granite Lake April 2010.
Sly running down the trail all excided about who knows what, Lundin Peak September 2010.
Earl Peak June 2013
Sly having a nice cool down after running down from Earl Peak, June 2013.
Catching snowballs on the way to the Great Wall, April 2014
Taking a break on the way up to Navaho Peak, June 2014.
Little Mason Lake July 2014
Happy trail buddies
Scout Lake June 2015
Kent's Court July 2016
Sly's thoughts?
"I want to chase the ball, not pose for a picture by the stupid fence".
Ready for a treat, Mt Defiance September 2018
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