The morning group went to Southland.  It was a small group - Everest, Jin (back from a couple weeks off), Rover, Ryder, Whistler and Vinny-blue-eyes.  This group is so mature and easy to manage that they practically walked themselves.  If I could teach them to clean up after themselves I might even be unnecessary.  Even though they are well behaved they still managed to get into some mischief.  Like Whistler (at 10+ yrs old) crawling on her belly through a hole in the fence to get to a body of water.  She loves to swim and be wet and gross that she will find water anywhere and immerse herself in it.  Rover enjoyed chasing bike riders.  Most of them seem to get a kick out of his antics but today I think he startled one but as soon as the rider realized that he was safely behind a fence he tootled off. 

Jin was very excited to be out with the guys.  He missed some walks as he was spending time with is family.  He pranced around and pretended he was a young stud again. 

Vinnie-blue-eyes.  What can I say?  He is always a party animal.  He has a way of finding dogs that (may or may not) want to play and bringing them in for some awesome fun.  He found this one young collie mix and the two of them had a blast chasing each other.  The collie's older brother was not so impressed by the attention to the younger one and tried to chase Vinnie away which only made Vinnie more jazzed and he started running in circles around these two dogs.  The other owners and I where laughing at his silliness. 

The afternoon group was surprisingly very quiet for a Monday.  Usually they are loud and proud but they jumped out of the truck with some level of self control.  (The ones in crates were a little whiny and eager to get out.) 

Casey (the tiny old Schnauzer) joined us today.  We haven't seen her for a few months but that did not stop her from taking over the group.  First she put Frank in his place as he tried to put her in her place and then she proceeded to lead the walk.  I kept asking where's Casey and then I would see her up ahead plowing through the grass and bushes like a teeny-tiny 4x4.  She was exhausted when I got her home. 

Gabby and Pina are slime hounds like Whistler and I made quite a spectacle of myself trying to keep them out of the mud puddles.  It worked on Gabby but Pina is a mud-seeking missile and locked on the goo and charged at it with such a fierce intensity that even a tennis ball and treats could not knock her off course.  Of course after immersing herself in the slimy stuff she is very affectionate. 

I heard on the news that people are being advised to stay away from the river right now so I won't even let the big strong swimmers in for another couple of weeks.  Which is a bummer considering how warm it is getting.  Safety first!  Bailey and Everest were really hot and kept asking why they could not go swimming.  They did not understand. 

Warning - Do not let your dogs eat corn on the cob.  Steve a yellow lab from Jen's group almost died last week from eating a cob.  It got stuck in his intestines and required a $6,000 to save  him.