We all met at the little park up the street. I arrived first, because I drive really fast, so had to wait a bit for everyone else. Tweed thought this sucked donkeys.
To play her role properly, she had to puff up to twice her normal size, and also wear a fake Flamboyance ™.
Tweed was pretty happy when everyone showed up, and we finally could get down to some beachin’ business.
Joining us on today’s adventures were Auntie “Happy Dogs” Dove and her crew.
When you are a movie dog trainer, your dogs become insufferable hams. Whilst the other dogs are off doing dog-things, Mick and Riot work some camera lens.
She also has Flash AKA “Now You See Her, Now You Don’t”
And the irrepressibly happy Muppet.
At least, he was happy, until he became the Person Of Interest for The Sofa
Where goest The Sofa, there too goest some Mad Teeth ™
They say dobermans are quite bright. I say they are wrong. The Sofa never learns. And he gets his face stuck in stuff.
He really just wants to be one of the gang
But everyone just tries to avoid him. Poor, pesty Sofa.
They wouldn’t even invite him to the threesome.
You can view this picture one of two ways.
Option 1: King Mick loses control of the frisbee
Option 1: King Mick storms in to gain control of the frisbee.
Mick prefers you choose Option 2, and pretends not to notice what order this photo came out of the camera in.
Humans in sandals + soccer balls = no fun for Wootie.
So he wished really hard that someone would play with him ….
And Tweed stole his soccer ball.
And now everybody is sleeping, and leaving dog-shaped piles of sand around the apartment. Shhhh.