Trooper, my border terrier, coming down a snowy creek bottom.
Went out today with Trooper who sees too little of the woods these days. He is retired now, largely due to his phenomenal hardness, but he is a very obedient dog and, despite the fact that his sinuses are smashed and he snorts like a freight train coming to a full stop at the station, he still seems to still have a pretty good nose for quarry.
We checked out a few old fox settes, all covered with snow, but nothing was home or at least nothing had moved out over night. No matter -- we had a grand time and saw a bald eagle by the river and a red tail hawk in the woods. No day out with the dogs is a loss.
Trooper exits a large hollow log -- a likely spot for raccoon and perhaps Gray fox.
Trooper in profile -- a dog that could use a good stripping.
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