Last Monday Mom and Dad took us for a ride in the big truck. That usually means something fun. Mom's car usually means v-e-t or groomer, my Big Jeep means lots and lots of fun, the little truck means a short ride (it's not very comfy) and the big truck usually means a fun trip somewhere. I got in the back of the truck (it has a cover and a cool deck for me to ride on so I can stick my head in the cab of the truck and pant on the back of Mom's head). We drove to a new pond near our house, but there were a bunch of people fishing there so we left and drove a little bit further and then we stopped and Mom put Sasha on her leash and Dad put my leash in his pocket and Mom got out the camera (that always means something really fun is coming) and Dad let me out of the back of the truck off my leash and we went through a gate. I got to run around and sniff, but Sasha had to stay on a leash because she can't be trusted off leash. I didn't really know what was going on. Dad brought my throwing dummy and we didn't bring any camping equipment (plus Sasha doesn't go camping with us). I knew we were somewhere really cool though because there was lots of peemails and poomails all over from other dogs and other animals.
I'm ready Dad!
Kaos!! Stop splashing! I'm trying to get a drink! Exploring makes me thirsty.
Look Mom! I'm almost camouflaged in this really tall grass stuff!
After awhile I was panting really hard so Dad said it was time to go home and we walked back to the truck. I carried my throwing dummy all the way back to the truck. Mom was sure she took a picture of me carrying it, but there isn't one on the camera so she's not sure what happened.
I slept the entire night and the entire next day because I was so tired. Mom and Dad said I'll get to go some more times this summer. I can't wait to go again!!!
I can hear the birds in the back yard so Sasha and I better go scare them away so they don't eat Mom's flower seeds. Have a great weekend everybody!!!