White Dog was getting drowsy as she waited for Steve to finish getting ready and leave for work. Quinn and Nuka were already doing the post-breakfast nap. Only Puff waited attentively so that she could send Steve off by watching him back down the driveway as she does everyday. But things did not follow the normal routine...Instead of just walking out of the door, Steve asked, "Who wants to go for a ride?" and suddenly EVERYONE (even the deaf girl) was waiting impatiently and jostling each other to be first for leashes.
He had made plans to go into the Office later so that we could go to the Municipal Building to pick up the paperwork for permits needed for the 2MillionDog Walk for Canine Cancer Awareness and Research we are organizing for June. That also meant that we would get the chance to visit the Park since it is right around the corner!
Gathering the necessary forms took only minutes and The White Dog Army left nose prints on every single window in its excitement to get out for playtime. White Dog ran zoomies while The Other White Dog carefully explored every section of fencing sniffing and analyzing. Another White Dog strolled calmly at his side, drinking in the warm Spring air and snuggling in her lighter weight jacket. SAWD wanted desperately to run a bit but with her cough and congestion, Steve restrained her to a dancing prance.
Back in the car, everyone got comfortable for the nap home but sat up in surprise when we stopped at a coffee shop. They have a pet friendly patio but we were all disappointed to discover a sign that said "One Dog per Family, Please!" What is THAT about the Army grumbled. Midmorning, the patio was empty. But we had a lovely car picnic instead...delicious cafe lattes (for the humans) and almond cheese danish (we all shared). THEN it WAS nap time!
Great adventures for a day that was not even at noon yet, right? Well, drama knows no hourglass. Just as we pulled back into the drive at home, Puff, Still Another White Dog, graphically shared with us the secret treat she had been enjoying. She threw up all over the car. Seems she has been chewing off the fringe on the carpets and had created inside herself a giant hairball made of yarn. White Dog went and sat at the front door her little Queenly nose rolled up in disgust. Quinn and Nuka wanted to get closer looks...and maybe even a taste (no way) and poor Puff just stood looking VERY green. Things are fine now and hopefully the car will not smell. All of the pups are napping with smiles on their sleeping faces and all is well.
Tomorrow (Saturday), on The Mighty Quinn's very First Gotcha Day, the White Dog Army invites everyone to stop by and and leave a comment. We will count all comments left on this post and tomorrow's until noon on Sunday (Quinn IS from California after all, so rules are very laid back).
As is our tradition, fifty cents will be donated to charity for every comment left. TOWD has chosen to donate his Gotcha Day funds to ERU (Eskie Rescuers United), BAD RAP, a pit bull rescue, and Sea Shepards. These animal rescues are the choices of those prominent in helping to save Quinn from Death Row a year ago and to bring him to us. Please join us to celebrate...and spread the word!