Friday, April 24, 2009

Another day at the dog park

There are days that I hope Mom and Dad stay home with me every single day because when they’re at home, I get to go places (unless it’s raining, they’re not THAT nice) and when we’re home, I play with them every minute that I’m not sleeping.

Mom got me this Outward Hound Elevated Car Booster Seat to sit in when we go bye-bye. Mom loves it because it keeps me from trying to drive the car, and it keeps the car clean after I’ve been playing in the water and dirt (which is every time we go out.) I like it because I can sit up high and look out the window. Mom also has a few toys in there in case there aren’t enough cars or dogs to keep me entertained.

Anyway, Mom and Dad took me back to the dog park. This time I got to thinking that the dogs weren’t that bad, so I let them sniff me and paw at me. That was, until this kid came along and scared me. After that, I mainly followed Dad around and played fetch with Mom. Have you heard the term about carrying a big stick? Well, it’s half-way true. I have the carry a big stick part right, but Dad will tell you that I don’t walk softly, especially when I’m walking up his belly to his shoulder.

My favorite part was playing in the water. I just love the water, and jump in any chance I get. While Mom thinks that’s really funny at the dog park, she’s not so entertained when I run to my pool at night when she’s taking me potty. I hear that President Obama has a water dog. That dog has nothing on me…

It was a GREAT day!