Hiking into the back country, my wife and I heard a little dog barking, but we couldn't tell where it was coming from. We were about 4 miles back on a little trail, and it was getting louder the farther we hiked. Middle of the week, and no cars at the trailhead other than ours. Soon, we were very close. The sound seemed to be coming out of the earth, and we discovered a tiny chihuahua dog inside a squirrel hole at the base of a big tree. "Come here little feller." I reached in and by God the damned thing liked to rip me a new one

My wife tried and the little sucker bared his teeth at her and took a swipe.

Then he went deeper into the hole. He was wearing a little collar, and looked pretty healthy. It was late in the fall...
I wonder if the snow pack got him? Or maybe a big cat?
