Some time yesterday afternoon, a great dense cloud descended on the mid-Peninsula, bringing not really rain but constant drip. It was less drippy but still dense when the Dawn Jogger headed out for her up and over Big Dish run. Everything in the distance was like seeing through gauze. She didn’t have to look far, though, for members of the current grazing herd. They greeted her on her way down the back side of the Dish. And were in no hurry to move out of the way…