We quite literally went to the dogs last Thursday.
Cuppa and I go for a walk on most days, or at least we intend to. We have also intended on taking Molly with us one day. She's our neighbours' beautiful, gentle and sweet Golden Retriever. Said neighbours are a little older than us and while not even nearly housebound*, you understand, they are not quite as mobile as we are and not always able to give Molly a total doggie workout. On Thursday, our two intentions — to walk daily and to sometimes bring Molly along — finally dovetailed, and off we set on a little adventure. It was actually quite an adventure for Molly.
You see, twice recently, we had passed a group of people and their dogs in a local, fenced-in ballpark. We had seen the dogs romping about in great delight while their owners gazed on fondly from the sidelines, chatting amiably with one another. We thought that Molly would love it; opportunities to run freely in these town confines are scarce after all. And so we set off, we three. Cuppa and I were welcomed by the humans while Molly was greeted enthusiastically by her fellow canines.
Including Molly, there were six pooches there that day, and I managed to get them all in the frame below, not necessarily as easy as it seems with six dogs gadding about madly in all directions. Anyway, that's Molly lying down in the left foreground and Goliath [sic] between the two humans. In the background from left to right are Porter, Henry, Eddie, and Missy, although I may have mixed Henry and Eddie up.
Photos to the contrary, Molly did a lot of running that day, certainly more than she is used to, so she did have to take several rests, rolling in and munching on what little snow there was. Although all of the dogs were young and neutered, the Airdales were randy and boisterous fellows, seemingly quite intent on having their way with that gorgeous blond. But Molly acquitted herself very well and wasn't intimidated in the least.
We three departed in a happy state, Molly because she had so much fun being a dog, and us because it was pure joy to watch her having so much fun being a dog.
I am told that she slept very well that night.
*In fact, I can barely keep up with their hectic pace.