One of the most frustrating situations for Blue is having to standby and watch the squirrels frolic. Pecans fall from the trees and the little ground squirrels scramble to crack and eat as many has they can hold.
It doesn’t run away or flinch as if to mock Blue as we ride by while doing our campground rounds in our electric cart. When we take our walks I swear Blue and hear sounds of the squirrels underground. He will stand motionless over a squirrel hole daring them to show themselves … that never happens. The squirrels rule here!
This is the only trail where dogs can be walked.