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.
Donner sound asleep all bundled up for the cold. He also has on him his dog coat, a hand-me-down from Sonntag and then Leben, and i think Montag before them.
