Maligne (special dog!) takes us for a walk

What a glorious, golden fall day it was this past Friday (30 Sept 05) when Maligne, our daughter's dog, took us for a walk from our home, down past Crestwood School to McKenzie Ravine and the trail bordering the North Saskatchewan River.
The leaves were at their most colourful. Here and there were clumps of highbush cranberries, tart and delicious. (Did the fur traders manage to avoid scurvy and other diseases when they found them 200 years ago?)
Maligne loves looking for squirrels. When she spots one, she'll almost climb up the tree after it.
She has a game in which she brings along her soft, nylon frisbee and gets me to throw it for her. Every now and then she drops it on the ground and pretends to forget it. After we've gone down the trail 50 metres or so, I'll notice she no longer has it and I'll ask where she is.
"Oh, that thing," she seems to say and goes trotting back down the trail to find it.
Then she comes tearing back along the trail with it in her mouth, catches up with us and drops it nearby. Then she does it all over again. She seems to be greatly amused by our antics...