I am having trouble keeping up with the weather.  Don't get me wrong I will suffer the Chinook headache to be able to get outside.

The morning group went to Southland.  Clover was back with us today.  She has been under the weather due to her cancer treatments but was in fine form today - barking and bossing all the other dogs around.  Marty pestered poor Urkle again today.  He has to learn to stand up to the 5 pound monster (just kiddin' Marty is still very much a pup in his play and this sometimes bothers the older dogs.)  The Pinkney kids stuck close together for most of the walk with Rez leading the boys around the park in a rousing game of chase.  We see a very young yellow lab quite often but have not seen him for a couple weeks.  Guinness was shocked to discover that the pup was bigger than him how.  The look on his little face was so cute.  Bruin was told he was handsome.  He knows this already but it is still nice to hear.  We all had the most fun trekking through the tall grass.  There are some paths and some places were wild animals have slept and the dogs love it especially the little guys because the grass is over their heads.  Ryder and I played "I'm going to get you Schnoodle" which made him tear around like a little maniac.  He loves that game.  We invented it when he stayed one time. 

The afternoon group was big and bit unwieldy at times.  CPC Cheetos did not enjoy the wind and felt that he would just literally blow away if he was not protected from the elements.  Grannie Annie felt the same way and they both gratefully accepted the offer to return to the truck a few minutes earlier.  Owen was sooo pretty today.  I could not help noticing that he had the most beautiful sparkly barrettes in his hair.  What a good boy Owen is to sit still and be all dolled up by his little girl.  Dutch is usually the most quiet and sweet dog in the truck until today.  Wilson joined us as his "mom" was not feeling well and he was excited and a bit nervous as he doesn't get out with us much so he was whining and barking.  Well Dutch had enough of the racket and growled at him.  I say "you go girl!" because I wasn't having much luck keeping him quiet.  At the park he was a perfect dog.  Bo is the happiest dog I have walked in a long time.  He just has such a good time picking up chunks of wood and packing them around.  When he stops to take a break he is out of breath, panting and grinning ear to ear.