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            Without losing any time, we started 
            trudging up the long rocky ridge. Whenever possible, I tried to 
            choose a path that was fairly smooth and easy on Muffin's feet. 
            Unfortunately, the rocks on Osgood Ridge seemed to be a bit sharper 
            than those on the northern slopes of Mt Madison. 
              By the time we reached Osgood 
              Junction, I was having serious doubts about returning by the 
              Daniel Webster Scout Trail, which begins there and ends at the 
              Dolly Copp Campground. Peering over the edge of the precipice, the 
              trail stretched endlessly down over a very rough rocky path, a 
              good deal of it above treeline. It seemed to me that the Valley 
              Way would be a lot easier on Muffin's paws.  
               
              As we wound 
              our way still higher, the surface of the rocks grew even sharper, 
              not unlike the barnacle-encrusted rocks along the Maine shoreline, 
              which cut mercilessly into bare feet. I was now sure that we would 
              be taking the Valley Way back down. 
            Finally, we mounted a final steep pitch 
            and arrived at the summit of Mt Madison. Muffin immediately lay down 
            in the shade of a large sheltering rock formation. She looked happy, 
            but I could tell her feet were sore. I've tried getting her dog 
            booties several times in the past, but she always manages to lose 
            them along the trail, no matter how securely I try to attach them. 
            Sometimes I think she pulls them off when I'm not looking. 
            
            It was a long painstaking descent to the 
            hut. Muffin was moving very slowly, and I had to lift her down a few 
            steep sections and carry her across several large gaps between the 
            boulders. Once we reached the hut, I tied her up in the shade and 
            left her with some food and water while I went inside to refill my 
            water bottles and buy a t-shirt. When I came back out, I got the 
            first aid kit from my pack and wrapped her feet in gauze and medical 
            tape. While I was doing this, someone stopped by to pat Muffin on 
            the head. They mentioned that another dog had come down from Mt 
            Madison a short time before with the exact same problem. 
            
            When it was time to head down, Muffin 
            wasn't quite sure what to think of her taped feet, and seemed 
            reluctant to get up. But once she started walking again, she was 
            able to move a lot faster and didn't seem to be in any pain any 
            more. 
            
            By the time we reached the side path to 
            the Valley Way Tentsite, the tape on her feet had started to wear 
            out. To the solve this new problem, I got an extra pair of socks out 
            of my pack, cut them up, and used some more first aid tape to wrap 
            them around Muffin's paws. This worked even better than the tape 
            alone, and she trotted happily along behind me the rest of the way.             
            
            After this trip, I decided that Muffin 
            would not be climbing Mt Madison any more, and that perhaps dog 
            booties might stay on her feet better if I taped them on.   | 
             
               
                Osgood Ridge. 
              The final bump on the ridge is Mt Madison, but there are still a 
            number of ups and downs to go.  | 
             
             
              
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