Click images for desktop size: "Growing" by Alex J Busy day planned for today. Its cold but sunny out so there's no excuse not to take the pack to the last day of the Dog Park's existence.
Feel for me. I demand sympathy for this. I figure I'll be carrying the little blind dog in my back pack or in my arms for most of the way there and back. My puppy will keep demanding to be in the lead and will criss cross her lead behind me and to the left and right to ensure her position. The giant dog will try and keep up with her . . . in any way possible, with occasional jerk dead stops and refusals to move forward because "he saw something". While the good dog will jump the entire way so he can look me in the eye and decide the exact right moment to bite my hand . . .
Why do I do this to myself . . .
Cause it's fun! And the dogs and I always deserve a little bit of fun.

Yesterday we went and found a place for my puppy's birthday party next month. (These things have to be carefully planned.) Its just a little dog and burger stand but they try and keep it nice. The owner is a dog lover, which makes me partial to her place. They gave us a flier for a dog walk this Sunday, for Great Dane rescue.
I'm for all dogs being rescued. If it stays sunny we can give the dogs baths on Saturday and look semi-decent for the 2 and a half mile walk Sunday. Prior to the walk the great part is getting to stare at people and defy them not to make a pledge or a donation.
During the walk, well, my puppy and I have been in these before. She thinks that anytime you have a bunch of dogs together it is quite clearly a race! Even if I'm too stupid to realize this she'll drag me along until we win.
Last year we did a five mile walk in under 45 minutes . . . we won . . .