Of course not.
I mentioned that I don't make resolutions but I do try to keep my promises. And so this weekend when the snow melted and the temps rose above single digits, I took Mo to the doggy park. You may recall that I had promised him we'd go as often as possible. Even though I find it scary and nerve wracking.
Mo ran with the big boys! There were about eight very large boisterous, though friendly, dogs that day, and a couple of littles---a dachshund and a scottie. My son insisted I let Mo be, let him make friends. Mo has zero interest in the dainty small dogs, he wants to be part of the Big Guys clique.
At times, to me, Mo looked scared. Here he seems proud and confident, though, doesn't he?
He is maybe 1/8th the size of the big dogs, but he is bold and very fast and kept up easily.
We practiced on the agility equipment too. Can't get him to do the tube thing, but he did very well on the ramp/ climber. Pugs will do anything for a treat.
The bad news is he likes to jump off the top level, down into the sand. It's at least 4 feet down and I am afraid the impact will hurt his little legs. By my math it's like jumping off a 3 or 4 storey building for a human.
I think he had fun and oh was he tired.
His reward was a new bed, since he ate the previous two I had under my computer desk. He doesn't like this one though. He falls out. It;s called a Cuddle Cup.
Mostly Mo likes to ride in the car. We drove through both marinas on the way home, so empty and deserted on a winter day.
Talk to you soon, have a good week.
gone to the beach...
Wind and rain today, full moon high tide.
See the white line of waves behind the pine tree, directly out my window. That's a new sandbar, maybe 20 yards offshore. Where a lot of my beach's sand went the other week.