Ah, the little shepherd. Shaz, Emma and I picked a day in May where we would head oot and get 2 Munro's in Glencoe. Once Em had trekked 3 km for a pish, we decided to follow the route recommended in the guidebook and began a steady push up towards the bealach. It wasn't long before we were there and we headed back towards the 1st summit and took our lunch there - very nice indeed. Emma had made a lovely concoction of pasta, chicken and vegetables while we watched Shaz watching us, with her sandwiches! Back to the bealach and then up the 2nd Munro, a bit farther to reach - here we discovered two dogs, one with cancer, the other healthy. The owners were in good form but clearly, one of the dogs was suffering. There was nothing for it. I picked the dog up and tossed it off the ridge....no, I didn't, I'm making that up. We said goodbye to the owners and dogs and then made our way back to the car - a fine, fine day. Apparently out of mine earen, Shaz and Emma discussed the fine points of pints for the last hour down the path. Oh dear - where's the ethic in that?
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