Traveling through the pandemic in the company of dogs
Walter Nicklin, The Washington Post
Dec. 18, 2020
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The author s beagle mix, Angel, leads the way during a cross-country skiing expedition.Photo by Walter Nicklin for The Washington Post.
The very first dog that I could properly call my own (when I was a preteen), I named Scout. His name says it all, encapsulating the impulse that led me to a lifetime of travel, both in the United States and around the world. This ever-curious beagle and I would explore the planet together, with his inquisitive nose always leading the way.
But first Scout and I would have to make short exploratory expeditions in and around our neighborhood. Wherever Scout pointed the way, I followed. He always lived up to his name, as we discovered places even my parents didn t know existed. There were, for example, groundhog holes hidden in the tall grass of our next-door neighbor s yard. Also I remember an underground stream uncover