Valley is my Rock Dog. She's my choice to lead me through boulder and rock fields, which is not an easy task. If she pulls too hard I lose balance and fall, possibly resulting in injury. If I don't move fast enough, she can't maneuver and loses her way. Keep in mind, she is leading through all this. She picks the route and sets the pace. I follow.
Those boulders are bigger than she is.

even the small ones are a challenge, they get really slippery when wet.

After the boulder field taking a well earned break.

Valley, best rock dog I ever had.
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This gave me sweet memories of my german sheperd Tuey. She was a rock climbing girl.
Glad you enjoyed it. good dogs are good to find :)
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