Today my person and I started out on our walk the way we usually do. We turned into the trailhead and there he stood, waiting for us. Ghost Dog. The same Ghost Dog that had invaded my yard awhile back. At least he wasn’t in my yard this time.
Well, Ghost Dog, I guess this is a shared trailhead so I don’t mind (very much) if you’re here. Just don’t go hanging out in my yard anymore.
Ghost Dog came over to say hi and since I wasn’t defending my yard and didn’t feel like I had to defend the trailhead I let him.
We finally got to meet nose to butt face to face. I thought maybe he’d join us on our walk. I get to meet other dogs on my trails, but I haven’t gotten to go on a walk with another dog in a very long time.
But you know what Ghost Dog did? He disappeared. He just up and disappeared again.
My person says she knows what his real name is but I don’t care. Anyone who keeps disappearing like that, in my book will always be called Ghost Dog.