After the passing storm, a thick fog settles over my mountains. For those familiar with the many winding mountain paths, they know where and when to make camp and wait out the fog. Yet my mountains regularly call to travelling and adventurous pets, those who don't know the dangers the sudden fog can hide.

As the fog descends I begin my patrol, gliding silently over the winding paths hidden between towering trees and rocky ledges. One wrong step by an inexperienced pet can be a life-changing experience - often not in a good way. Thankfully no pet has been harmed in my mountains in a long time.

When I do find a lost pet, I guide them back to safety. My vivid colouring makes it easy for pets to follow me through the dense fog. Once I am certain they are safe and understand the dangers of travelling before the fog lifts, I set out on another patrol to find other pets lost in the fog.