What's up?

That was the question in his eyes as he approached our picnic table at White Pines Lake.    For a dog without a collar, he was very well mannered and sat behind me while we were having out hamburgers and fries.    Francis and Trevor were with me.    We thought about feeding him, but thought we'd wait until we were nearly done so he would not be a pest.    He was such a gentleman and made no sound or motion.   When we did offer him food, he would take it from the hand or in a dish but would not pick up anything from the ground.  He's obviously been well trained.    Seemed to be a stray, but he's not skinny or skittish.  Maybe he lives nearly and  just strolls down to the campground for tidbits .   Anyway we enjoyed his company.