Picnics and dog park pic spam!
We had a couple picnics to go to yesterday. The first one was lovely, with Tandoori chicken and wonderful pasta salads and sides and brownies. There were a couple folks there with their really young children. Dahlia got to meet Oscar, who was only 16 months old. And I am AMAZED at how well she did. He was "petting her" which was sort of like hitting her lightly and then he decided to tug at her fur to pull himself up, including the fur right at the front of her neck. And he hugged her. Tight. Her reaction? NOTHING. She sat there and took it. Not a cross look on her face, not a warning growl. Almost this resigned look of "ok kid, I get it, you're small and don't know what you're doing." His parents were pretty amazed at her calmness too. I love my doggy!
The second picnic was, well, random to say the least. They were grilling anything they could think of and none of it included meat of any kind. Mushrooms, zucchini, potatoes. They tried corn but burnt half of it. The other half was undercooked and inedible. Just random.
The amusing moment came when he got out butter for the corn. The host (another David) starts unwrapping it and Dahlia, who had been practically asleep moments before, suddenly stood up and looked really alert. He says "What? It's only butter!" LOL Oh Dahlia, our North American Butter Retriever.
And I promised dog park photos. These are the ones of the other dogs in the park, for anyone who might be interested.
Shadow (aka "Skinny Dahlia").
Zeus (1-year-old Great Pyranees).
Dahlia and Shadow.
Shadow and King (an 8-month-old black lab).
Big Black Dog Convention (Shadow, King, and Dahlia).
Shadow and King (I swear there were dogs in colours there too!).
See! I told you there were dogs that weren't black there.
Everyone wants the ball!
Want the ball!
Got the ball!
Winnie, who was 13 or 14 years old and had arthritis. She just laid there and watched what was going on while their younger dog ran around and played.
Hover dog!
Rottweiler/Shepherd mix, maybe?
These two had SO much fun.
Shall we dance?
Ball please?
Pretty please?
Ball!!!
American Bulldog.
Pretty Golden retriever.
The ball is MINE! Keep away from it!
Ok Skinny Dahlia, what ARE you doing?
Bonnie. This dog was INSANE. She always had to run fast and then jump on you. She slobbered on my camera (which seems to be ok) and she gave me a good solid bruise on my leg. Ouch.
Dahlia meets a pretty Shepherd.
Another game of chase the dog with the ball.
Samoyed.
Shadow.
The second picnic was, well, random to say the least. They were grilling anything they could think of and none of it included meat of any kind. Mushrooms, zucchini, potatoes. They tried corn but burnt half of it. The other half was undercooked and inedible. Just random.
The amusing moment came when he got out butter for the corn. The host (another David) starts unwrapping it and Dahlia, who had been practically asleep moments before, suddenly stood up and looked really alert. He says "What? It's only butter!" LOL Oh Dahlia, our North American Butter Retriever.
And I promised dog park photos. These are the ones of the other dogs in the park, for anyone who might be interested.
Shadow (aka "Skinny Dahlia").
Zeus (1-year-old Great Pyranees).
Dahlia and Shadow.
Shadow and King (an 8-month-old black lab).
Big Black Dog Convention (Shadow, King, and Dahlia).
Shadow and King (I swear there were dogs in colours there too!).
See! I told you there were dogs that weren't black there.
Everyone wants the ball!
Want the ball!
Got the ball!
Winnie, who was 13 or 14 years old and had arthritis. She just laid there and watched what was going on while their younger dog ran around and played.
Hover dog!
Rottweiler/Shepherd mix, maybe?
These two had SO much fun.
Shall we dance?
Ball please?
Pretty please?
Ball!!!
American Bulldog.
Pretty Golden retriever.
The ball is MINE! Keep away from it!
Ok Skinny Dahlia, what ARE you doing?
Bonnie. This dog was INSANE. She always had to run fast and then jump on you. She slobbered on my camera (which seems to be ok) and she gave me a good solid bruise on my leg. Ouch.
Dahlia meets a pretty Shepherd.
Another game of chase the dog with the ball.
Samoyed.
Shadow.