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The dog just sat on my cheese sandwich.
Few things are as traumatic to a famished hiker than: the dog sitting on your cheese sandwich; or you being uncommonly benevolent and giving her the last of your water only to see her knock the cup over without taking so much as a sip. But the rustling of wrappers always gets her attention because somewhere in the bottom of my backpack are some canine treats and she has that old Pavlovian thing going. So she does her flawless "...

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