I think it's been five years since I last came out here. Cheyenne walked with me a couple of times and then found it boring. Rusty was totally into it. In fact a couple of times he pranced off into the bushes and didn't come when I called an whistled. We had a conversation about coming when called. More accurately I had a whiny monologue and he looked repentant. Blah blah blah.
It was a good evening to be alone with a dog in the wilderness.
Rusty trotted back and forth being busy, I paused and enjoyed the sound of the wind in my ears and the views across the mangroves.
Rusty got busy and disappeared for a few minutes.
Leaving me to play with the camera.
The dog is back!