Some scenes just scream wide shot. This is Willow’s training camp. High in the Colorado Rockies, there’s no trees to escape up. There’s fewer free roaming rodents for her to be distracted by, and the air is cooler for her thick fur. Up here it’s just her and us. When we’re headed somewhere, she loves to follow. Cats aren’t dogs, but that doesn’t mean they don’t recognize their pack. We’re teaching Willow the rules of the wild up here. She runs, eats and sleeps all while surrounded by pure wilder