Irony...sigh.

So I know that what we perceive to be ironic is sometimes not actually the dictionary definition of irony...but I am thinking this probably qualifies.  As I was writing my post about my "Chuck-It", I had already lost my new fancy Eddie Bauer "Chuck-It".  Probably left it in the grass while working with Maisy to get her into the back of my truck.  Double darned drat.  I tell you, that old one was magic, there is just no other way it could have stayed with me for that many years.  Ah well, hopefully purple "Chuck-It" will have a bit of bright green's mojo and will hang around for a while.

Thursday ended up being a terrier only day for me.  But what a beautiful day it was.  We stayed at the park extra long just so I could soak up some Vitamin D.  I do my best to do that on nice days when the dogs are all getting along and enjoying themselves.  If I have the extra time, I see no reason to race out of the park to keep to a schedule.  And there are times when we have to leave a bit early.  Usually because there is an issue at the park that I deem to be a safety issue (an ill behaved of often unneutered male for example).  Or the dogs are sometimes just "done"...when the pack takes me to the gate, I figure they know when they have had enough and I should honor their group decision, so what if that is 5 minutes earlier than my schedule dictates?  It is always made up for on other days.  I am very up front with the dog owners about this.  I think they would rather have their dogs' needs met, than someone continuously looking at a watch to see if it is time to leave.

Friday was a water dog day, and boy did we play in the water.  It was windy, so the surf was up, and there were lots of fun dogs to swim with for my dogs.  The waterfront can be such chaos...but somehow they all manage to get along and have a good time and it really wears them out.  Much easier on their joints as well, good low impact exercise for a large dog, if they are willing to do it.  I always enjoy watching the dogs to see who is a "shore" dog, and who is a "swimmer".  It doesn't always follow the lines of breeding.  I particularly love the dogs who go against their breeding and love to swim, even though it is not part of their inherent nature.  I guess I appreciate anyone who is willing to color outside of the lines.