Chiens Chaut

Hot dogs today!  And hot walkers (temperature I mean). 

Both groups went to Southland today.  The temperature hovered around 27 - 28 degrees and the dogs' tongues were hanging. 

The morning group was relatively small and well behaved.  Copper, Clover, Guinness, Nicky, Riley, Ryder, Ziggy and Frank all behaved and got along really well.  They did not want to leave the water but as they became increasingly excited and eager to steal balls I thought it best to keep moving.  As I got seven of them to the top of the river bank one would sneak back down and so the game began with one coming up and then two going down.  Good thing they all figured out how to scramble up the on the rocks without help from me.

The afternoon group was large but super well behaved.  My daughter Lauren came with us which was a big help.  Auzzie, Mitch, Wilbur and Marty were the highlight of the day.  They did not seem too bothered by the heat and played and chased and rolled all over each other.  The three older little guys act like long lost litter mates when they see each other and have eagerly accepted Auzzie as one of their own.  Even when we stopped in the shade to cool off the big guys Wilbur and Auzzie were laying on their sides and continuing the play.  Too cute!!

We tried to go to the water but everyone was at the water and the number of dogs made it chaotic so we headed to the field and ended up spending most of the time wandering in the tall grass under the trees (I found a lot of forgotten/missed poop in their).  While at the water Owen and Everest made most of the time he had and ended up being hauled out by Lauren and leashed for the walk up the path. 

Little Casey was with us today and even though she is the smallest and probably the oldest dog in the pack she led us and we all had to struggle to keep up with her. 

Bailey and Sam always my trusty sidekicks were good and game for anything offered with no complaints or attempts to try something else.  Miss Bella ran into her arch "fence enemy" who lives next door and was a little too pleased to have the open area to express her feelings towards this dog.  Luckily the other owner realized what was going on and we were able to defuse the feuding females. 

Rover, the disgusting piglet, got into the fenced off swamp and came back to the truck smelling like he had been in a septic tank.  Yucky Rover!!

And what can I say about Cheetos?  He is a bit girthy and the heat caused him to feel a bit faint.  Good thing Lauren was there to act as his Sherpa and to carry him.  Poor Cheetos.