Man's Best Friend
There's nothing like sharing an afternoon of railfanning with your best friend, even if she's a little crazy (and I'm not talking about my wife). On this chilly but delightful winter afternoon, my dog Minnie watched a westbound Z train cruise along the Wenatchee River near Dryden, WA. You don't always realize at the time how special moments like this can be. Two months after I captured this, Minnie nearly died after being attacked by a pony. It took two surgeries and three months of healing for her to be able to spend a whole day outside again, but through it all she never lost her will to live nor her tongue-hanging-out-to-the-side smile. Yeah, she's slightly neurotic, she's invariably getting into some kind of trouble, and she might be slightly dumber than a pile of lemmings (learning to climb a ladder notwithstanding), but she's my dog and I adore her even with all her flaws.