First of all, it's funny. Funny dogs are popular dogs.
Second, it's cool and refreshing. In fact, the dog's owner (no, this is not our dog) told us that some day she was going to crawl into the mud and try it herself. I asked if I could watch when she did that, and she immediately specified that she would be fully clothed. Fair enough. I still want to watch.
Third, by doing this you get rid of that icky shampoo smell and replace it with the sweet, sweet smell of spring muck, with all the stuff rotting in it and such. (Remember, you're a dog here).
But fourth and most important, it makes you king of the mud puddle!
This is solo the golden retriever. My understanding is that his owner had to go straight to work from the dog park. I'm only guessing, but I'd say she might have arrived late!
... either that, or the sofa was a real mess when she got home.
What, and you're not?
Sunday, June 21, 2009
If you were a dog, you'd do this too
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Water Tank (Exploration)
I entered a photo contest last weekend, in which the challenge was to take one photo of each of nine subjects in a 48 hour period. (The subjects were: Neon, reflection, brick, public performance, old door, water tank, train track, playground and reading).
This is the entry for "water tank". Cas doesn't like it. I do.
The other entries are here.
Playground
Pokey the dog has discovered the mud. At least she's having fun. Since Wrinkles died I had my chance to mourn him, but Cas and I knew that we couldn't live 'dogless'. I thought we were going to wait a year, but then Cas called one day to tell me that she had found a puppy, and that I was sure to like her - in fact, if I didn't like her, Cas announced that she would be leaving me.
Fortunately, I did like her. What's not to like? She's a little black goldendoodle (cross between a golden retriever and a standard poodle), currently 5 months, one week old, and growing like a little proverbial weed. We named her "Pokey" after Gumby's pony pal, but we also like to say that it's short for Polkeroo - from the Polka Dot Door, a Canadian kid's show from the seventies.
I have to say, though, the Polkaroo is a pretty scary beast. Don't know if we really want to name her for that.



