I tried hanging out with the big boys at the dog park today. They all knew each other and claimed to be
"regulars" while their moms and dads talked about their last gathering. Yah yah, I have my own park by my house, suckers.
Geordi humped me almost the entire time, I drank a ridiculous amount of water and opted not to poop during the entire outing. We do a lot of running around at the dog park but we do most of our running right outside the dog park. Why? Because there seems to be an endless amount of heavenly grass and nothing beats rolling around in the cool grass after a hard hour of play. I think this drives mommy crazy because we are so out of gas after our inside dog park-play + outside the dog park-play that we crawl home. As punishment (what else could it be?), Mommy made me take a picture with the tacky turtle in front of all of the cars and people that were passing us on the street.
Can't wait to get back to the park so that I can work on my dog park credibility.
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