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 would sit on his cot waiting for dogs to stroll by...first he'd look left..then he’d look right, back and forth until one came by or the dark set in.
