Not sure why but today felt like a Thursday. The wind was cool but the sun was shining and everyone was in a good mood. The park is practically empty now that the kids are back in school and it will empty out some more when the weather cools even more. Yay for me and the dogs!! More room to play.
The morning group was very happy to be going to the park and made a fuss getting into the park. We Jen's group had just unloaded so we walked with them. We also met some potential new friends from McKenzie Towne who may be lucky enough to start walking with us next week. They were a very friendly trio of collie/sheltie mutts that just wanted to play.
Bella and Ellie have become my new set of Evil Twins. Evil Twins are not necessarily related dogs (or in my case adult children) who seem to form unholy connections in order to perpetrate evil on the world (or just have a hell of a good time together!) These two dogs, are on the outside, so different in temperament and personality but when they come together they form an unbreakable bond. Today poor little five-pound Marty was all alone fending for himself against these two. Usually Marty has his wing man Wilbur to provide back up and if necessary to take offensive action. The poor little guy was dusty, had grass sticking out of his curly coat and was exhausted when I got him home. Good thing he gets to rest for a day before his next walk.
Jen tagged Bella with a new nickname: Hell's Bells. I think it suits her spicy personality.
We ventured down to the river to get a drink and several of the dogs were begging for a ball so I gave in. After the first throw Everest brought the ball back to shore but did not bring it all the way back and as I was giving him heck and looking around for the ball I noticed that Bruin has it in between his front paws with his head hovering a couple inches above it and he was not going to draw any attention to the fact that he had the ball and was not going to share.
Ryder has become quite laid back and into doing his own thing at the park. I think of him as a hipster and wonder what he would look like with an ironic t-shirt and large glasses.
The afternoon group was a little more challenging. Grannie has re-joined our pack and we are happy to have her back. She is quiet and little. The rest of the pack with the exception of Cheetos and Taylor was large and very noisy. Bo, Nina, Owen, Remy, Rover, Shea, Taylor and Wilbur all wanted to play fetch. People were stopping to watch all eight dogs chase after one ball. The clear winners in the fetching area were Remy and Shea. They were the fastest and most competitive. Even with all that retrieving power they managed to lose three - count them - three balls!! Two they lost in the grass and one floated down the river because Bo could not figure out how to get the ball and two pieces of drift wood in his mouth at the same time. Wilbur ever the pug-ador tried to fetch a ball out of the water but could not get it in his little mouth while swimming and floated quite a ways down the river before giving up. Luckily these two know when to say when and let the balls go. I would hate for them to get carried super far down stream.
All the dogs should be tired tonight and that is what really matters.
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