Traffic going north yesterday morning was crazy, with weekend cottagers making their weekly pilgrimage. We avoided the 400 and took a leisurely drive up 27. I collected some edible mushrooms and we went for a long walk. When we got back to the car, George sat down about 15 feet from the car and refused to come when called. Instead, he got up, turned and walked back into the forest. Later, when we got home I bathed both dogs and brushed them out. They can pick up a lot of dirt plus burrs and stickers in the forest.