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So I made it to the north rim of the grand canyon and I was impressed. I got a ride there by these two nice old ladies. One was 59 and the other was her mum who was about 86. They were very nice and must have taken to me because when they dropped me off at a gas station somewhere on Navajo land they pleeded with the native girl that worked there to help me and so she offered her front yard on the reservation for me to camp in which I of course happily accepted and she even offered to drive me to horseshoe bend in the morning. We went to her place and I don't think her mum was happy with the fact so she said we should go to her sisters because it was close to horseshoe bend and she would be cool. Well it turns out she wasn't so the gas station girl took me to horseshoe bend at night to camp there and she would pick me up in the morning. She was very apologetic but it didn't bother me much.
Because it was late I couldn't be bothered to set up my tent and so I just got my blanket and slept on my pad. I was pondering whether or not this was a good idea and was a little concerned about coyotes but I figured it was fine. At about 3.30am I was woke up by something licking my face, I opened up my eyes and began to pet it but it was dark so I couldn't see what exactly it was, I knew it was canine so I shined my torch on it and oh fuck coyote. I quickly turned off my light and for a very brief second I considered what to do and reached for my knife, an automatic switchblade I got near Zion. But it's so playful and it's rolling around and showing me his belly and wait a sec coyotes don't have dog collars and so I shined my flashlight once more and of course it's not a fucking coyote, it's a husky. So I continue to pet him and he is very playful and decide to try find his owner so I get up and walk around the parking lot. The dog is such a good dog he is right by my side walking with me but there's nobody about. So I go back to sleep and the dog sleeps right beside me
