Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Usually when me and the human(s) go to the dog park after work, I spend the first 25 minutes standing around, smelling the air, and generally being antisocial. And then, just as they are getting ready to take me home, I spring into action and play with a dog that has been there the whole time but that I pretend to have just discovered. Tonight was sort of like that. I didn't want to play with anyone at the dog park. But then a puggle stole the ball I was chewing on, so we played chase. We played it so much I had to lay down and rest. I guess I'm not as young and crazy as I used to be!