three years of representin'.
for the third of our wedding anniversaries, dan and i originally intentioned to go to winton woods and have a pedal boat picnic. our anniversary was on a wednesday, so we knew we'd have to postpone celebrations to saturday after 5 pm (dan worked from 9 to 5). by the time 5 rolled around, i had assembled many, many finger sandwiches, macerated some strawberries and baked some biscuits, so tater was moping around the house, having been ignored most of the day (but, i did sit and watch harry potter and the goblet of fire and invited him to lay his head on my lap, so i don't really get what his problem was). we decided we'd take him to the park and just have a picnic on land instead.
waiting for these to get all sweet and juicy.
big ol' moper. to be fair, he is suffering from food allergies really bad right now. we switched from the fish and chips to lamb and rice kibble. we chose poorly.
not even the banana toy with all its squeaks and canvas tentacles held any allure.
beginning of our picnic-ebration.
it was a crazy sunny day and terribly warm in the sun, so we walked a while scouting a place in the shade. right when we got there, dan left to use the facilities. he "ran" back so as to appease my grumpiness at his poor planning.
tater was so glad he had returned!
and he brought me this little flower as recompense.
contained in this post will be the singular best captures of my dog's face.
tater wanted in on the picnic action.
finger sandwiches and kool-aids.
we decided to do the "wait...wait...get it!" trick with tater. check out that tongue!
he did not "get it!" instead, he tilted his face down and let it slide off.
that wasn't really the point, tater.
then it was gift time! the traditional anniversary gift list calls for leather gifts on the third year.
i got dan a leather nintendo d.s. wallet. it traveled from australia. it could very well be kangaroo leather.
then a dog walked by, and tater flipped out. you can see the other dog in the background is kind of flipping out, too.
maybe, if he sits still enough, he can trick the dog to come to him.
maybe, if he does yoga poses, the dog will think he is disinterested and, in turn, be tricked into coming to him.
in the meantime, i should probably make the sickest (though this one is at least a joke) faces of all time.
honestly, why am i smiling like a chipmunk? i am not a chipmunk. i don't even have chipmunk teeth.
reading dan's card.
funny old people.
dan got me leather/faux leather shoes. i am wearing the black flats right now. i will wear the red flats soon.
time for strawberry shortcake.
with homemade vegan whipped cream.
me after the wind had its way with my hair.
all the light was very helpful in capturing sharp images of the dog.
church visible from our shade spot.
after supping, we decided to walk around the park. tater could not contain himself.
there are no words for him.
walking down to the water.
duck pictures are always so boring.
yay for the trees.
and for the sky rent with white smoke scars.
feather foto.
we didn't pack any water for our dog. we are bad dog parents. dan let him lap water out of his hand.
the funniest picture i have ever taken in my life. look at the dog, then replicate his face.
the sweetest. i think this may go on the wall, dan's pony notwithstanding.
we put our feet in the water. it was very refreshing.
kicking.
there were animals in this form all along the wall by the water.
dan really wanted tater to jump in and swim (which he has never done), so we took him down to some rocks at the water's edge.
he actually got pretty close, but i think he got scared.
and a little distracted.
going home.
we cannot rival that hobbit tree of crystal's, but this is not so bad.
and la gent was there. i'm pretty sure england has no la gents.
p.s. here are tater's new summer clothes.
on sale at target, so we are not those people.
waiting for these to get all sweet and juicy.
big ol' moper. to be fair, he is suffering from food allergies really bad right now. we switched from the fish and chips to lamb and rice kibble. we chose poorly.
not even the banana toy with all its squeaks and canvas tentacles held any allure.
beginning of our picnic-ebration.
it was a crazy sunny day and terribly warm in the sun, so we walked a while scouting a place in the shade. right when we got there, dan left to use the facilities. he "ran" back so as to appease my grumpiness at his poor planning.
tater was so glad he had returned!
and he brought me this little flower as recompense.
contained in this post will be the singular best captures of my dog's face.
tater wanted in on the picnic action.
finger sandwiches and kool-aids.
we decided to do the "wait...wait...get it!" trick with tater. check out that tongue!
he did not "get it!" instead, he tilted his face down and let it slide off.
that wasn't really the point, tater.
then it was gift time! the traditional anniversary gift list calls for leather gifts on the third year.
i got dan a leather nintendo d.s. wallet. it traveled from australia. it could very well be kangaroo leather.
then a dog walked by, and tater flipped out. you can see the other dog in the background is kind of flipping out, too.
maybe, if he sits still enough, he can trick the dog to come to him.
maybe, if he does yoga poses, the dog will think he is disinterested and, in turn, be tricked into coming to him.
in the meantime, i should probably make the sickest (though this one is at least a joke) faces of all time.
honestly, why am i smiling like a chipmunk? i am not a chipmunk. i don't even have chipmunk teeth.
reading dan's card.
funny old people.
dan got me leather/faux leather shoes. i am wearing the black flats right now. i will wear the red flats soon.
time for strawberry shortcake.
with homemade vegan whipped cream.
me after the wind had its way with my hair.
all the light was very helpful in capturing sharp images of the dog.
church visible from our shade spot.
after supping, we decided to walk around the park. tater could not contain himself.
there are no words for him.
walking down to the water.
duck pictures are always so boring.
yay for the trees.
and for the sky rent with white smoke scars.
feather foto.
we didn't pack any water for our dog. we are bad dog parents. dan let him lap water out of his hand.
the funniest picture i have ever taken in my life. look at the dog, then replicate his face.
the sweetest. i think this may go on the wall, dan's pony notwithstanding.
we put our feet in the water. it was very refreshing.
kicking.
there were animals in this form all along the wall by the water.
dan really wanted tater to jump in and swim (which he has never done), so we took him down to some rocks at the water's edge.
he actually got pretty close, but i think he got scared.
and a little distracted.
going home.
we cannot rival that hobbit tree of crystal's, but this is not so bad.
and la gent was there. i'm pretty sure england has no la gents.
p.s. here are tater's new summer clothes.
on sale at target, so we are not those people.