It seems we have another meadow dog. Red has no interest at all in the meadow, he never dives in sniffing or chasing mice and chipmunks. Fate has always been the explorer of the meadow. This afternoon, rebounding from a chest cold, I took Red and Gus out on the road by the meadow.

Gus got interested, he waded into the meadow and rustled around, then came darting out. I believe he will be a meadow dog soon. He is curious and vigilant.