Dog Days
The weather this week has been lovely and sunny and warm. Draco has not been wearing any of his coats (though I am working on a new one) and I have abandoned the jeans and went out this morning in a skirt.
This morning's walk was in Fairlop Waters. We intended to walk round the lake, but the place was crowded with people enjoying the Sunday sunshine so we walked out on the newly laid back path where the dogs could be mostly off lead. Though I put Draco back on his as a golfer was actually using *his' tee to practice his swing and I had visions of Draco galloping up and chasing the golfballs as he does when I throw his toy from there. Further round I was not quick enough to stop him catching his ball and then galloping off onto the course where he dropped it in front of another group of golfers before returning to me. Fortunately they were not actually playing and graciously returned his ball.
The lake itself was fantastically blue (reflecting a clear sky) and with the yachts tacking around looked positively Mediterranean. Lil has pictures.
We have also been watching Crufts and doing quite well at picking out the winners. News today that some dipshit fed one of the setters poisoned meat (so must have come equipped to kill), my condolences to the owners. Hopefully Crufts security may be able to identify the culprit.
In better news, was very impressed by the lurcher who helped his team win the Flyball competition. I do not usually like flyball (it's more fun for the dogs than the spectators) but good to see something other than a border collie show how it's done. The dog is Stryder and is justly famous in flyball circles - a Beardie/Whippet/Greyhound cross. And I want one!
This morning's walk was in Fairlop Waters. We intended to walk round the lake, but the place was crowded with people enjoying the Sunday sunshine so we walked out on the newly laid back path where the dogs could be mostly off lead. Though I put Draco back on his as a golfer was actually using *his' tee to practice his swing and I had visions of Draco galloping up and chasing the golfballs as he does when I throw his toy from there. Further round I was not quick enough to stop him catching his ball and then galloping off onto the course where he dropped it in front of another group of golfers before returning to me. Fortunately they were not actually playing and graciously returned his ball.
The lake itself was fantastically blue (reflecting a clear sky) and with the yachts tacking around looked positively Mediterranean. Lil has pictures.
We have also been watching Crufts and doing quite well at picking out the winners. News today that some dipshit fed one of the setters poisoned meat (so must have come equipped to kill), my condolences to the owners. Hopefully Crufts security may be able to identify the culprit.
In better news, was very impressed by the lurcher who helped his team win the Flyball competition. I do not usually like flyball (it's more fun for the dogs than the spectators) but good to see something other than a border collie show how it's done. The dog is Stryder and is justly famous in flyball circles - a Beardie/Whippet/Greyhound cross. And I want one!