Recently, Crab Orchard Vet hosted a Doggie Dash and it was a huge hit. They had close to one hundred participants, some dressed lavishly while others dressed for the cool day. This fine black and white feller is a Great Dane; isn’t he gorgeous?!
This little lady is about nine and was wearing the cutest necklace of pink tulle with red rosebuds on the end. I took close ups so I could, maybe, make one for Sadie and Sophie. Sam said, “Not on your life, Ma; don’t even think about it!” No, I didn’t take my clan; I’m pretty sure they would have all behaved but how could I take just one? The other two would have been upset and that’s not a good thing. Best to keep peace in the ranks.
Little Miss and Mr. Mr. had a great day. These two are first cousins and, I’m now making this public, they beat up on me every time they see me. They think it’s hilarious…or maybe, it’s the fact I chase them screaming like a loon when they beat me. Whatever. It’s a lot of fun especially as they, generally, use their small hands and not sticks or tree branches. Their small hands on my large rear are a nice combination as neither of us are terribly injured. Mr. Mr. told me in no uncertain terms, next VFD meeting, “You make brownies. I do not like cookies. I likes brownies.” He tells me this in very short, stern sentences, looking deeply into my eyes in case I’m a simpleton and need one on one assistance. I like children this age; they’re a hoot, especially these children. All of them, there are four, are being raised to be thinkers and doers with a great sense of humor. It’s easy to love this bunch smile.
There were wonderful prizes for first, second and third but everyone received a Top Dog bone which went over quite well with the younger set. At the end of the race, the Vets and staff gave away tee-shirts and other prizes finishing up a fabulous day. I volunteered but got there just as the runners were starting…my bad…that was the Saturday my back decided to keep the rest of me in agony and it took me a while, a very long while, to get moving that morning. I told them next Doggie Dash, they need to get me in the week before to do the grunt work; that’s where I shine. Well, that and letting wee ones beat up on me -grin-.
Blessings ~ Little Miss ~ Mr. Mr. ~ Doggie Dash ~ dogs ~ a good day ~ Vets, Dr. Anne and Dr. Lois, beloved by the community ~