I like how you can see the bottoms of their feet when they're walking away. I watched this black, black animal, with these tan foot pads, sauntering along in front of me, as I followed at a respectful distance.
People I met at the road crossing pointed back into the woods and said they could still see it after it left the trail. I couldn't, and I was on a bit of a tight schedule to get to a friend's 60th birthday party. I tooled on out the trail with no further excitement.