Well, yesterday was a very rainy day. I did not even really want to go outside. I had to go though because well, I had to go. The rest of the day I stayed at home and hummed Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday Dear Merlin, Happy Birthday to you. That is right I am 3 years old!!!! In dog years I would be able to drive. Of course it runs into that thumb problem again.
So, my person gave me a great birthday gift. A fresh marrow bone. I do not mean the ones that come in the plastic from the store they go get food from. I mean straight from the butcher, she heard them cut the bones goodness. AWWW, she loves me!
So, today was another rainy morning but my person loaded my and my sister Mimi up into the car and headed out bright and early. Well, dreary and early really but hey, I was going to the Dog Park!
So, we saw Abby the Black Lab and a Basset Hound named Spike. My person kept me on the leash when we first got there to remind me that she is in control. Control queen that she is.
So, I have to tell the truth. When she does all those good dog calastentics with me I do feel more comfortable and I do not want to get snippy with other dogs. OK I am back to loving my Counselor from The Grinning Dog. She has the best vacation spot ever and because of all the stuff she told my Person, I have fun at the park again.
Anyway, it started raining while we walked. My Person hung right in there and kept us going. Even when it is rainy and there are no leaves on the trees a dog still loves the park. My Person is pretty good about not letting bad weather keep us out of the mix.
Anyway, we saw little Tad the miniature Yorkie and his posse. I can never remember everyones names but they are a nice group. Other dogs were arriving as we were leaving. Peeps and their pups, it's a beautiful thing.
So, just when I think my person has finally chilled we get home and she starts doing that human freak out thing. Something about, wet dogs, new furniture, get down, hit the skids... blah, blah, blah. She got some sheets over the furniture and all was well again. Maybe I could go to some dog that could explain peeps to me. Maybe then I could help her when she freaks out!
Merlin the Wet Happy Dog