The wildlife was out hunting and foraging in our forest last night. The coyotes had trotted along almost every trail, purposefully heading for their next hunting ground. I can always tell the difference between coyote and dog tracks because coyotes move in a straight line, going directly to their destination while wasting no energy. In contrast, dogs loop back and forth, galloping at high speed and then rolling around on the ground, leaving "dog angels" next to their tracks.
After my hike with K, R and I took a short mountain bike ride together over the new snow. It still isn't enough snow to deeply cover the dried mushrooms that litter the forest floor so R donned his muzzle. And, he did the "R snow roll" (as opposed to the "Cheoah snow slide"), accompanied by explosive snorting sounds.