As K and I started our mountain bike ride together this morning, I spotted a beautiful reddish aspen leaf leaning out over the trail.
Stella, that it is black. Last year, Stella insisted that K would be happier with a black muzzle than with her old blue one.
Unfortunately, K taught R about mushrooms, and he's even more obsessed with them than she is. So, R wears a muzzle too.
The funny part (from my viewpoint) is that the muzzles make strangers afraid of our incredibly friendly dogs. Today, I encountered a person who had just sneaked across our land, and K scared her. I giggled inside my head (but not out loud, I hope)!
K insisted that I include one photo without the muzzle from today's ride. It's in our favorite spot, and you can see that a wall of clouds poured off the Divide behind K. With it, a winter wind blew toward us but not as fiercely as in mid-winter.
Near the end of my ride, I did an extra loop to check a wildlife camera. This photo was taken by my trail camera mounted about 5'5" off the ground on a Lodgepole Pine tree. What do you think is going on?