Wondering Where the Lions Are
Whenever I take the dogs out along Mission Ridge I like to watch Max run through the scrub and grasses. I often wonder if there's some cellular memory within him that draws him toward the those golden clumps on the ridge. Not too many generations ago, his Rhodesian Ridgeback ancestors were bred for lion hunting on South African veldts.
Of course it just could be my active imagination but it's fun to consider.