I felt the damp forest floor soak through the knee of my jeans as I knelt in a pile of decay, admiring the morels jutting out from the earth. With an air of satisfaction, I reached to pick one up when my ears perked to a familiar voice in the distance. "John! Come here!" I shot up to my feet, straining to look between the evergreens that obscured my vision of her. "Quick!" she added. I licked my nose and lifted my muzzle...