Gone to the Dogs

Todd and I took our beasts to the Plano Dog Park today. We always have to be most watchful with Steve because he is so gregarious, selfish, and nosy. Today was the same - as always.


We got all five of us into the gated area of the park and let the dogs run. Unfortunately there were a couple of dogs getting into it with some other dogs, and Steve (did you see gregarious/selfish/nosy?) decided to get in on the action. The mean dogs, who were smaller than Steve, ran him under a table and attacked. Of course, I couldn't get to him, and Steve was yelping like a baby. One of the dogs bit Steve in the ear, and luckily the dogs were pulled off by their owners then quickly left the park.

Steve's ear was bleeding pretty badly, so I leashed him and tried to clean it up with some water. Another girl at the park checked it, and the ear was knicked on the edge and had a bite mark on it. I was kind of pissed because those dogs shouldn't have been in the park in the first place, but I also understand that Steve shouldn't have gotten involved. I kept Steve leashed for a long while until the traffic died down and all the dogs were nice. I didn't want the other poochies smelling fresh blood and consider my dog a piece of meat!

Tired Pippin says hi to Daddy.

Steve says hi to everyone, but doesn't want to get too close to me for fear of having to go home.

Pippin had a blast. Mackey kept running off and sat by the exit gate when he was ready to leave (thus no pics). Steve eventually was unleashed and trotted around a bit. My mom met us at the park for a while and enjoyed seeing all of the dogs run around and play just as much as we did. Boy, the dogs are TIRED now. Mission Accomplished!

They crashed in the car on the ride home. They are all sleeping soundly now. And Steve, our resident badass-chicken dog is no worse for the wear. Luckily.

Here's a great video of tired boy on the ride home. And, yes, I talk to my dog like he's a baby. Because obviously he is. :)