“Hey, Fred! Who is that ugly ass dog?” Just another summer hikes Lake Tahoe, conversation between a marmot or two. “I’m really not sure, Bob.” This is the Monday morning conversation I was imagining between the two adorable marmots who yelled at my dog this a.m. on top of a mountain near the Nevada border. …
As soon as we realized the keys were missing I knew it was those damn marmots. It had to be those cute marmots who I just couldn’t get enough of. I had literally spent the last hour wandering our camp site and instead of singing “Here kitty, kitty” I was shaking a bag of organic sprouted …