The Daily Digital Photo
Chronicling the life of Clayton and Spenser, with memories of Scooter
March 26, 2009
As I've mentioned, Clayton is usually right on my heels in the woods because he knows I have
treats in my pocket. Yesterday when I stopped at one the pre-designated treat spots, Spenser
got right in position but Clayton was not there. I admit, I was momentarily worried until
I turned and saw him sniffing something way back on the trail. I yelled (because he doesn't hear well) and made
an exaggerated motion of digging in my pocket. I held the treat up and Clayton came RUNNING.