We were at Mammoth this weekend for some sunshine and spring skiing, and while there I left the dog in the rolling crate, a.k.a. my Subaru, while we skied. It’s the usual set up when we go there. With the back seat down and her cush bed, it’s not a bad life for her. And this weekend seemed to bring her fan club as well, which provided her with endless adoration of all ages. Kids, couples, older folks – they all found our smelly dog with the funny ears oddly cute and deserving of far more attention than we shower upon her.