Pets

We set up our stuff at Sunfish Pond and about 1/2 hour later, there is noise across the pond as some guys packed up, having the same idea.

It was late October and cold. They called to us, come over for some beer and weed. O.K. We ain't gonna turn down some smoke but we had our own beer.

(Don't worry. I'm getting to the point.)

The evening went fine until we were partied out. Fire extinguished, food secured from bears and off we go to snoresvil---

Wait.

An argument breaks out between our hosts: Whose sleeping bag the dog is gonna sleep in.

"He's my dog. In my bag."

"Yeah? Well who do you think carried him, 500 ft and 3 miles up the trail?"

Now they were brothers so the argument wasn't gonna get too out of hand.


And no. I don't recall whose bag the dog got in.




I think there was a band, named about dogs and cold winter nights.