This is the blog for the my ninth long road camping trip with my dogs, this time Donner, his second. I can only imagine that when he takes these trips with me his only thought is: This sure beats being chained to those backyards in Los Angeles.
Below. As usual, as soon as the Defender was emptied out at our camp for the next few days in Yellowstone, before the tent went up, dinner was served for Donner. After that, time for a nap on his cot.
