The owners of the dog we found on Saturday finally caught up to us yesterday. They live in Castle Dale and had been camped a few miles from where we found the dog. I'm kind of bummed to see her go--I wouldn't have minded keeping her--but she was so well-behaved that I knew somebody had to be missing her.

As of two days ago, I wasn't sure I wanted to go camping this weekend. But I finally made up my mind and spent the last two evenings loading the truck and camp trailer. It's supposed to be a bit cold, windy, and maybe rainy, but it's the first camping trip of the year and I'm looking forward to it anyway.