Dog Parks
Be it known that dog parks are the greatest inventions that a city-dwelling dog might ever encounter. Dog socialization + green space + community building is a beautiful marriage in my book.
All dogs great and small are let off of their leashes for a few minutes of uninterrupted fetching, barking, leaping, howling good times.
Bob visited his first one yesterday afternoon.
Unfortunately (from my perspective) we were experiencing a winter thaw, so the dog park was more like a mud pit than an actual park.
Fortunately (from Bob's perspective) we were experiencing a winter thaw, so the dog park was more like a mud pit than an acutal park.
About 5 shades of mud brown and 45 minutes later, we decided to call it a day.
The owners of the Golden Retriever planned to take their dog to a doggy do-it-yourself day spa that they had heard about just down the road...it's kind of like a car wash for dogs. You pay a couple of bucks, they provide the soap, towels, water, and blow dryer. You wash your dog and head home clean and fluffy.
We opted for the basement sink. Bob was pretty good about it all. I think it was because he was so pooped from his marathon playdate with the Golden Retriever and the miniature Pinscher named Snoop.
I'm sure we'll return to that happy, happy place off Monticello Road very soon.
All dogs great and small are let off of their leashes for a few minutes of uninterrupted fetching, barking, leaping, howling good times.
Bob visited his first one yesterday afternoon.
Unfortunately (from my perspective) we were experiencing a winter thaw, so the dog park was more like a mud pit than an actual park.
Fortunately (from Bob's perspective) we were experiencing a winter thaw, so the dog park was more like a mud pit than an acutal park.
About 5 shades of mud brown and 45 minutes later, we decided to call it a day.
The owners of the Golden Retriever planned to take their dog to a doggy do-it-yourself day spa that they had heard about just down the road...it's kind of like a car wash for dogs. You pay a couple of bucks, they provide the soap, towels, water, and blow dryer. You wash your dog and head home clean and fluffy.
We opted for the basement sink. Bob was pretty good about it all. I think it was because he was so pooped from his marathon playdate with the Golden Retriever and the miniature Pinscher named Snoop.
I'm sure we'll return to that happy, happy place off Monticello Road very soon.
posted by juliebelle | 12:53 PM
4 Comments:
If you ever want to make some big bucks, you ought to head our way, create a doggie park and charge all the foreigners with dogs entrance fees. Sounds like a plan to me!
A Doggie Spa? Good lord. But I am glad you are finally getting that dog out in the open. You know there are places called jail for dog moms like you. Take pics honey. Be a proud momma. We won't tell anyone your child has bad breath and licks his booty all day.
Wow, Jennie got the guilt-giver gene. She's right though-document, document, document. You'll be glad you have those picture later. What kind of dad is Taboo being?
very by the book. i swear taboo read 5 reference books on the first day we had him.
we talk a lot about the psychology of bob.
great book called culture clash that we plan to read over the weekend. kind of gets you into the mind of the dog. for a dog, there's zero rationalization. either it works or it doesn't.
it's funny to dissect like that and then get really happy when he poops or chew's a pig's ear.
i found my real camera this morning, so i now feel comfortable documenting!
i'm planning a william wegman-ish shoot with bob this weekend. i'm especially excited about trying on my and Tommy's Halloween costumes on him.
tee hee.
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