There have been some questions as to Missy's (Lucky's) actions when she was found. First of all, we were concerned that she had gained enough strength from the minimal water and food from the previous day to get herself in further trouble- as you've all seen the terrain is endless boulders forming countless caves- plenty of places to hide, and to die. I (Stefan) spotted her as I reached the bottom
of the saddle, her dopey ears and sweet face peeking out from between two larger rocks. As I approached, she growled lightly and rose up on her hurt forepaws. Her nose was cracking. I sat down below her, and talked to her in my best Barry White Voice, waiting for Scott. We decided to wait for John Steed, because he has the lightest touch, and he held out his hand, which she accepted, and in a twinkle she was lapping water from a dish and taking kibble gingerly. Her appetite increased, I believe, as did her hope, and soon she was gratefully crunching biscuits in the pack. More on her rescue to come!