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Park days

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Katie here.   Last you heard from me school was cancelled and I was soooooo sad! My mama tried to make it up to me by hugging me in the rain but that really wasn’t enough.    So last Sunday I made my mama take me to the park!  I made her take me today too (cause we didn’t have school this weekend either!) but it was cold and windy today so we didn’t stay long.  I’ll share some photos from our trip last weekend, cause I know you want to keep current with my princess activities.

We had such a good time!  And guess what?  We met a lady with two shelties!

Could have been new friends!

Could have been new friends!

My mama and the lady stood around and talked and talked.  I wanted to go on my walk so I wouldn’t sit next to her dogs, even though they were really nice.  The tri was a guy and he was 15 years old!  He was really friendly.

I think he liked me!

I think he liked me!

The blue merle was a girl and she was nine.  She was friendly too, but she wanted to get going on her walk just I did.

She had a beautiful face!

She has a beautiful face!

We were going in opposite directions so after awhile I pulled my mama away.  She said I was rude, but I didn’t care, I wanted to get going!

So off we went down the path.  I was very good, but my mama said something about me walking twice as far because I kept zigzagging back and forth across the path.  I couldn’t help it, there were good smells everywhere!

Mama thought the tree was cool.

Mama thought the tree was cool.

Mama didn’t take a bunch of pictures of me this time.  I thought that was good.  More time to explore!  She said I was acting crazy, all excited and not paying attention.  So she took out the secret weapon.  CHEESE.

Were you talking to ME mama?

Were you talking to ME mama?

I heeled all the way back to the car.  I’m a good dog.

And smart too.

Hello park!

Hello park!

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

11 thoughts on “Park days

  1. You look like you OWN that park Katie girl! How fun to meet some distant relatives on your walk. I have a soft spot for merlie girls.

    Glad you got your mom to bring you out and about.

    We went to agility today in a snowstorm. Not sure that was the best idea, especially when I drove off the road and got all sideways on the way home, but Chewy wanted to GO. Ahh, the things we do to keep our shelties happy.

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  2. I’m soooo glad you got to go to the park Katie! Bailey and Shasta got to go to a kind of a park this week too.

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  3. We never see shelties out and about. Only at dog shows or dog class.

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  4. Dallas here. You got to meet two new Shelties?? I’m pea-green with envy. The only other Shelties I ever see are my relatives. And while that’s nice, it’s not the same as meeting new dogs. By the way, I’ve never even seen a merle!!

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  5. I bet you’d got all the cheese from your mama. You’re a good girl and very smart too 🙂

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  6. Ah – the dreaded cheese trick….gets us every time but at least you had a wonderful walk

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  7. Yay for days that are nice enough to go for a walk in the park!!!! 🙂

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  8. Very nice, Katie – and I love your photo your mama put in the header of this blog. 🙂

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  9. You got to meet two new buddies? What could be better? Oh yes – the smells! I forget that all the good stuff gets buried under the snow, and then it’s almost more exciting than cheese when it shows back up!

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  10. The tree WAS cool, Katie — and tell your mama I could just SEE the wind, in the clouds and in your beautiful coat!

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  11. I love reading from you Katie.. Oh, I soo love you, adorable pie!!

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