In the category “Cool Hot Summer Fun”, we went to see the liquid stuff again. This time at a “Pet Prepared Hurricane Party”. The doggie pool was open for all. Why? Maybe to make sure we can swim away from a hurricane? I would think a boat would be faster though.
How it tastes
A somewhat wet Ms. Z. but not from the pool
The liquid was contained in a doughnut-shaped fishbowl. No, there were no edible doughnuts nor fish sticks. That was a bit of a bummer. My Leg-O-Meter showed the fishbowl was less than 0.5 B-legs (lgs) deep. The deeper side got tested by one of my new buddies. It seemed more than 1.5 B-lgs deep; in my book that means trouble. All smart captains know that it’s wise to steer away from troubled waters. Especially since I didn’t see a bridge and both Simon & Garfunkel were MIA. Besides, even a bridge might mean trouble as you need enough clearance for the mast before attempting to sail underneath it. Well, unless you can put the mast down and that might put you in a whole ‘nother ball game. Since we didn’t have any balls, that wasn’t an option either.
Ms. Zulu accompanied me this time; after all, we both have to be hurricane prepared. She didn’t want to spoil her hairdo and decided to work on her tan while lounging around the pool.
Wishing you smooth sailing in untroubled waters,
I know Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest but I’m taking one today. I had such a busy week. Sunday morning I had agility training, Monday I had a play date, Tuesday I went a whole day to the doggie entertainment center, Wednesday I had to puppy sit Adonis, then went straight to a training session in the park…. on Thursday I could rest some, while on Friday we went to the river and supervised boat launches. Of course, we had my regular on-site SIS training sessions as well. I’m getting out of breath just thinking about it.
So, today I am practicing mindful body, mind, and soul. I read that resting for a day benefits all three. We call it Zuluism in our house.
Can I sleep now?
Supervising is tough
I love sleeping on my bed. I now have a Molly Mutt headrest that I truly enjoy. My bed is a Brindle soft memory foam bed. I did not pick it because of its name. It just seemed like a good bed and I’m very happy with it. I still like Ms. Zulu’s bed the best, it’s a PetFusion bed with a headrest on three sides, but that’s hers so I don’t get to use it much.
Take a break and replenish your body, mind, and soul,
Posing: Reardon, Benji, Capone
Waiting for food
We are a bit tired here…
After returning from my holiday almost two weeks ago, I am slowly adjusting to my pre-holiday routine. I went to doggy play in town last week, but yesterday I had my first playdate of the year at my house. It was a blast. I invited two CCI dogs. My best fur-iend Capone and a new little guy called Reardon. R. is about 7 months old and a funny one. The good news is that he will stay at my house next week for three days because the CCI puppy socializer he is staying with at the moment has to go out of town.
Unfortunately, my girlfriend Fiona, could not make it to my playdate; she had other obligations. She is like me, quite the social butterfly, so it is not always easy to align our schedules. We emailed each other and hope to catch up soon too in real doggy style. You might not remember, but just like Capone, Fiona and I go way back. We were basically still in the crib when we met.
We played for more than three hours so you can imagine that I was tired and hungry towards the end. I kept walking to the kitchen, but mom didn’t understand until dinnertime what I was saying. Sometimes you really have to spell things out to her. I am still teaching her the basics of doggie language. My dialect is slightly different from Ms. Zulu’s and that seems to throw off mom a bit. The other problem is that former trainers have said some untrue stuff about us dogs in the past. Researchers are just starting to catch up. You can read some good stuff about dog behavior on Patrica Mc. Connell’s website. Oh, I see that the sun is starting to come out after lots of rain yesterday, so I am going for a walk. Stay dry,