<< I think that ability to find the trail back home is largely a
mare thing. >>
Don't tell Solace that. Last month, he and two companions fled strange
horned animals wearing bells high in the Sierras. The two non-Arabs hid out
for five days, while Solace sniffed his way back to camp over 7 miles of dirt
road and trails he had never seen before (the trail we took from camp was
blocked by a closed gate).