Omaha

Athletic, a good head, and a bit goofy, Omaha has fit well into the pack. During my 2016 expedition, when Prudhoe, Lamia, Motor Man, and her were all wondering whether or not I was leading them to some canine glue factory in the Alaskan Interior, she and Motor Man would still lead, though only after I said hike three or four times. I guess they wanted to be sure I meant it.

Not to say that Omaha is all wise and knowing. The only dog I've owned who enjoyed food as much as Omaha was Dawn. Wisdom and judgment do become secondary when food is involved.