Crazzzzzy Dog

Another beautiful day for dogs.  The afternoon at least - warmed up to -5!  Only in Canada.

The morning group arrived at Southland park ready to roll.  I think that a lot of people were happy when we moved off down toward the river.  We welcomed our new friend Diesel today.  He is a beautiful 18-month old Doberman.  He has the nicest disposition and is very well mannered.  He did not want to get in the back of the truck with the other dogs and I cannot say that I blame him.  Everest and Sidney were not the most welcoming so Diesel sat in the back seat of the truck.  He sat very nicely and barely moved a muscle but he is a chatty fellow and we had to listen to him all the way to the park.  Once at the park the other boys embraced him and actually enjoyed his energy and size when it came to wrestling.  Maya (crazzzzy dog) actually went swimming.  There she was dressed in her new red jacket and paddling around in the river with the geese.  Even my own looney retrievers just tested the water with their toes.  J and Ryder were there normal selves today - just kinda sorta with the group of big dumb slobberers and only associated with the little furry guys. 

The afternoon group went to Edworthy and enjoyed the sunshine.  There were lots of dogs at the park and they all enjoyed the social aspects more than the physical.  I was very proud of my guys.  Anytime any other dog or pack started to act up I just called them and they came back and waited with me me until the incident was over.  The one occasion where our group started it they all settled down quite quickly, refocused and were able to carry on.  The goldens (Whistler, Gabby and Pina) found a boy within seconds of arriving and should their undying love for him by sitting on his feet, putting their cold wet noses on his face and generally loving him up.  The golden girls are so funny (and sometimes embarrassing) with their affection for little boys.  Wilbur and Mitch kept their noses to the snow and plowed around like little Mac trucks.  Both boys found other pups to play with but always came right back to the pack when called.  Slevin and Sidney had another grand time wrestling with each other.  That game never grows old.  By the time we got back to the truck the boxer sisters and the little guys were getting cold and were ready to leave so there wasn't too much trouble rounding them all up. 

I do really really love all my crazy, hairy and sometimes smelly friends.