During our recent trip to Kentucky, we stayed in a lovely cabin. In the cabin's guestbook several previous guests had mentioned that a dog had dropped by for a visit. I saw the dog one day while we were in the car, but he was several cabins away from us. The day after that, he walked down the road and paid us a visit, just like he had with the other guests.
Cute little bugger, isn't he? He was very sweet and personable, and was not afraid of us at all. He readily accepted our pats on the head, scratches behind the ears, and rubs of the tummy.
It wasn't all about being near us, though. He also stalked the woods near our cabin for chipmunks and other rodents, but then he came back up on the porch to see what we were up to. He wore a collar, but no ID, so we didn't know his name. He was obviously someone's pet, because he was well-cared for (except he was in need of a flea bath). The first evening he came by, he hung out on our porch, curled up right in front of the door, until late that night. He was gone the next morning, but stopped by again for a brief stay early in the evening before wandering on his way.
This guy has obviously been asked to pose for pictures before!
Even the sweetest dog eventually gets tired of having a camera shoved in his face, though.
While I was glad for his short companionship, I did worry about the fact that he was out roaming freely. It was not a heavy traffic area, by any means, but the risk of accidents with loose dogs is just too great. I hope he stays safe.
For fear of making my own puppeh jealous that he is not being mentioned in a post about dogs, here's a shot of Emmett that I took the other day. He turned 13 a week ago.
Next time, I'll share some photos of special felines that I've encountered while away from home.