White Dog took one look at Gregg's extreme sunburn and nodded in agreement. The plan had been modified after Gregg's sunscreeenless day of biking yesterday to include indoor activities only for the humans. The White Dog Army sort of understood and we promised that Steve and I would take them to the Park in the late afternoon for a romp.
So we left White Dog in charge and headed to Albuquerque's first Coffee and Chocolate Food Show. As one might imagine, things could not get better than 2 hours of wandering through the convention halls nibbling chocolate in every form (including an exquisite spicy chocolate gelato) and sipping the roastings and blends of coffee makers from throughout the area. The only moment of sadness was Candace's discovery that the vendor advertising chocolate stout was a no show. Gregg was just grateful to be inside, in air conditioning, but glowed painfully redder as the day progressed.
Later, in the afternoon, grocery shopping completed and errands done, we returned to fulfill our promise to The White Dog Army. White Dog was out in the car in a flash; followed by Quinn who was more excited by the idea of a car ride than of a walk. Puff pranced out next to Steve and made a graceful leap over Quinn into Pumpkin. Nuka was in the throes of a deep comfy nap and indicated by her testiness, that she preferred to stay home and rest.
Sunday in the Park...good things to sniff, zoomies from end to end, green grass, 85 degree temps, and delicious shade: