The first encounter with canines in Mississippi was of the friendly nature. A young dog followed us a half mile down the road, looking for attention and a few pets. I had to sound mean and strict in order for him to leave us and return home – even then it took a while for him to get the message. A mile later Lisa spotted a miniature horse and donkey in a field and decided that we needed to make new friends today.
The ride was short, only 45 miles, so we had time to socialize.