Then we wandered down to the beach, where Woo commenced the meditation portion of the outing.
And he did a little bit of swimming … you know, to tone his rock hard abs:
But then his radar (ears) picked up something and started working over time (“Cap’n, look at the size of ’em!”).
Whatever he picked up on his Earadar made him pretty excited:
Then there was the wrestling, and the chasing. Regrettably, I had the wrong lens on the camera, so I didn’t get too many shots, but this one about summed up their lovemaking:
Wootie learned Mad Teeth ™ from Piper, who taught him everything he knows about flirting.
Speaking of Piper, I think she was jealous. She tried to play it cool, you know, “hanging around” the Wootie Toy all casual, in case he came back for it.
As for Tweed, he was either burying his hockey ball, or he was absent-mindedly digging in the sand while staring at me like a sociopath and thinking thoughts like “If you don’t stop taking pictures of stupid Woo and his stupid girlfriend, and throw my damn ball, I will kill you. KILL YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP.”
He was pretty happy to pose for me once I put the hockey ball away though.
And a close up (secretly, I am a bit fond of this dog)
And this a completely random, and completely happy, Viszla puppy:
Donut says this entry was boring. But she’s a cat, and everything is boring to cats.
Today I got an email from Dusty’s new humans. I miss PANTS so I was delighted to get the update. They said:
“Ruby was a little hesitant about him for the first few weeks inside the house but outside she loved having the play companion. Now they are good friends and mellow on the deck side by side during the day. He is a great companion on the trails when running and biking. He cracks us up with his clumsy ways. We think he may be part kangaroo also because he bounces so high when he is excited and has excellent stretch techniques. Thanks for introducing us to Dusty. We think he is awesome.”