SUNDAY
After a busy day, we have never seen Bravo so tired. Poor little dog.
We got lattes in the morning before going to the dump. Then we returned to pack up the bikes. Totally forgot our helmets. Duh moment!
Got down to Hayden (saw a couple hawks on telephone poles along the way) then unpacked all the dogs. Quite a lot of foot & bike traffic on the path. We lost Harriet a couple times when she actually pulled out of her harness. Bad dog. More like little scared dog. Really need to get her into a training class to expose her to other things. She still panics way too much.
It was a high of 60F degrees outside. Very nice. Once we returned the dogs to the truck, we unpacked bikes & rode about 2 miles ourselves. Greg was screaming in agony for the first few yards, but then got used to it. I wished we could have gone farther. Maybe another day.
When we got home, it was late in the afternoon and the puppies started playing. They ran in&out of the house all day. We left all the doors open so they could come & go as they pleased. Bravo got rolled in the melting snow with Harriet, then went on walkabout with Angus. When they all came in, Angus still wanted to play and kept barking at everybody to get up. Poor little Bravo had to actually hide in his kennel to get away from her.
While I sewed on my quilt, Greg watched television & made hot dogs on the grill for the puppies. The smell of grilling food made it seem that much closer to a real spring! The dogs got up when they smelled burning meat, and it was playtime again.
Bravo conked out early tonight-about 9:30. He didn't want to get up for anything. We decided as he had been thoroughly soaked today with snow & spit, that he needed a bath. So into the tub he went. He was barely awake and stood so very nicely while we bathed him. I gave him a very invigorating scrub with my nails and you could actually see his eyes roll up in his head because he enjoyed it so much.
After running around post-bathtime with Angus again, he curled up on the couch, fast asleep by 10pm.
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