I underestimated the creepyness!

I was back in class for week 3 of training. It was a frustrating class. They were trying to work on me obeying commands while being distracted. So, they would give me a series of commands... like "Heal, sit, stay, look at me (people like it when you look at them)". Then while I am doing my stay, which is tough enough, they would bounce a ball, and I wasn't supposed to look at it. WHAT!!! I have no idea what the point of that is. I should have skipped this class. It was very frustrating, and since I keep doing "wrong"... or so they said... I wasn't getting any treats, which is very, very, very frustrating. So, after a while I just quit listening to anything.

Sam was doing OK, he can sit and stay for a pretty long time, but that ball is pretty tough not to look at.

After class I saw Santa Clause in the store!!! SCORE!!! I've been hearing about this guy. I was going to ask him for some bacon, and he would have to give it to me, it is like a state law or something.

So I took mom over to where Santa was sitting.


Saying "hi" to Santa.


When I got up close to Santa he really seemed, I dunno, a little off. Those boots weren't real boots, weird. And, when he talked his beard didn't move.


Upclose this guy doesn't seem jolly at all.

So, after saying "Hi", I decided I would just steal my bacon off dad's plate like always, and forget about asking Santa for it.


I changed my mind... I don't want anything for Christmas

But, now mom is all smiling ear to ear... the way people do sometimes, and she wants me to sit down for a picture. WHAT!!! sit next to the funny smelling guy with the fake boots, and beard that doesn't move!?? I don't think so.


I can't smile, and keep an eye on Santa at the same time.

I was ready to go home, but Santa decided he would "Help", by holding me in place. Yeah, thanks Santa! Don't you have some little kids at the mall to scare?


Santa putting me in a head lock.

So, they took a few pics, and then when Santa loosened his grip on me... I took off. But, that old guy looks slow, but he grabbed me right by the leash and held me back for a couple of more pics. Apparently the people didn't think I looked "comfortable" in any of the pictures they had already taken. Can you imagine... Sit next to the creepy, old guy, with fake boots, and a beard that doesn't move when he talks... now... "Look like you are happy". HA! I'll be happy when I'm outta here.


Ok, that is it... I'm leaving

Finally one last picture... they got me to sit, had the creepy, scary Santa behind me, and I just gently slid quietly under his chair. Maybe I can get away if I crawl.


I'm afraid to move

Finally, mom rescued me and we got outta there. Whew! But, then DARN!!! I realized after all of that, I was too scared to remember to ask Santa for my bacon!. Oh man, now I'm thinking about asking mom to take me back there

Higher Education

I'm back in school for some advanced training. I'm actually not sure what I want to be when I grow up. But, mom and dad think a good education is important, so I decided to return to school.


Mom and I listening to the professor

I already graduated from puppy class. So, I am pretty strong in "Sit", "Stay", my "Take it", is really good, but my "Leave it", and "Drop It" are admittedly a bit weak. So, I'm hoping to improve on those, and to also learn "Heal". I'm apparently supposed to really improve my listening while being distracted, and focusing on mom and dad while I'm on a leash. I might skip out on those classes, they don't sound that important.

The professor at school is Rick. He was my professor for puppy class. He told us during puppy class that he worked with dogs when he was in the Army, so I call him Sargent Rick. But, mom and dad just call him Rick.


Sargent Rick, Sam, and Sam's dad


On of my bark park pals, Sam, is in the class with me. I've known Sam for several months now. Kind of fun to be in class with him. When the people are blabbing away, Sam and I make fun of them.


Sam working on his "Leave It".

Mom says that after class we can stop by the bark park on the way home! Whooo Hoooo... fun! I love the bark park. Sam came to the park after the last class, so we had to sit there and pretend to be serious in class, and then we got to unwind together at the bark park. Good times!

Oh... and on a really boring, unimportant side note; My stupid niece Gnarly the cat is always laying around on any soft thing she can find. So after my last class mom bought her something, that at first looked like a really good chew toy, but I guess was actually some kind of at stupid cat bed. And, the stupid cat just climbed right in it like she knew it was hers or something. Mom and dad were all like "Awwww look at the cat...". And, I was all like "*ewww*... the cat lays down on anything soft... what a major surprise... she likes a cat bed.". Sometimes you think the people are smart... and sometimes you aren't so sure.


The stupid cat in her new bed, which would make an excellent chew toy.

Family talent show.

Sometimes during the holidays me and my family do some fun family holiday things. Like this dance we put on recently.

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

It is a little embarrassing. But, you know it was the holidays and we don't all get together as family often.

I can't believe I let them put that costume on me, but it just made mom so happy... did you see how she was smiling during the whole dance?

Well... it was kind of fun. Hope you enjoy it.

The Red Dot. My enemy, we meet again!

Since it is starting to get colder outside, and darker earlier, my people like to stay home and sit on the couch with blankets over themselves. Every time they get up I run to door trying to remind them it is time to go to the bark park, but they usually just end up just flopping back down on the couch.

I do everything I can to encourage them to get up and do something fun. Sometimes I try and grab their blankets, sometimes I just jump up on the couch and try and make sure the see me by putting my face right in their face. I think they usually do see me, even though sometimes they act like they don't.

Every once in a while, this little red dot shows up and runs around the family room teasing me. That red dot really chaps my little furry behind. It bugs me almost as much as the stupid cat does.

Sometimes I have to chase it all over the place...



Chasing the red dot!

And, sometimes I have to pounce on it when it just pops up right in front of me...



Me trying to stomp on that darn red dot!

I've almost caught it a bunch of times. One of these days... one of these days... BAM!!! I'll get it, and no more red dot! HA! That will be a good day.

On a side note, my mom keeps messing up the family room by putting all my toys away. But, when she isn't looking I drag them back out and spread them around the room. I figure it is the least I can do to give mom something to do. It is a fun game for both of us.

Thanksgiving! or as I now call it, "No Gizmo!" Day

Oh man! Thursday started off as a great day! Grandma and Grandpa (Mom's p's) were at our house. They came up from Florida to have Thanksgiving with us. My uncle Scott (Mom's brother) was there, my sister Lindsey, and brother Adam, were all there! All at our house. Man I never had so many people to play with.


Grandpa, Uncle Scott, Grandma, and mom (of course)

I was really excited, and started doing lots of barking. I wanted to make sure everyone saw me and knew I was ready to play. I barked at everyone, often, and loud. I'm not sure they were really paying attention to me. So, I kept it up until I got some attention. Sometimes I would get petted for a while. Sometimes they would throw a toy around. Good stuff. I like all of that kind of attention. But, after a little while they would forget I was there or something. So, I had to start barking more to remind them.


C'mon you lazy guys, lets play some squeaky toy!

After a while everyone kept saying "No Gizmo". "Quiet"... "No Gizmo". I did not like the way this was starting to go. In the kitchen there was starting to be a lot of food getting put on the counters. Surely they must have known that I would check that out. But, as soon as I would get up on the counter, everyone would start going "No Gizmo! Down!". What surely they aren't serious.

But, then they would put me outside...

Hey, I've been out here for like a minute, it is time to come back in!

Each time they would let me out, I would start to play, and then there would be a bunch of "No Gizmo!" being shouted by everyone before they kicked me out into a new place... alone... by myself... I just wanted to play. Surely these people want to play with me.

C'mon lets play!

You have to be kidding me...

Locked away... again.


Oh wait... is there food in there?

You have to be kidding me...

locked in a room... I was just checking out stuff on the counter. Seems like you guys already have a lot of food.

But, what about the stupid cat.

Oh I guess everyone loves the cat now.

No one says no to the cat. Oh, I guess she is allowed to run around everyone loves her... stupid cat. When no one is looking she jumps on the counters and sticks in her head in all of the bowls and cups.


Oh boy! Time to eat!! This is what I was waiting for! Lindsey, you are holding on too tight.

You have to be kidding me...

Now I'm put in my cage. I was just trying to enjoy dinner with the family!

Well, now that dinner is over,

Maybe I can help clean up a little bit. Surely I can do that!

You have to be kidding me!

Adam please put me down so I can help clean up!

My people really seem to look forward to Thanksgiving. But, I'm not sure what all the fuss is about. Seems like it is a "no playing", "no Gizmo", "someone put the dog up", kind of day.

Tug-o-War

Mom said that Sandy sent out an email saying she was going to be at the bark park today at 2:00. That Sandy is OK! I told mom I would be ready to go at any time.


When time finally came to leave, I was really excited! I knew where we were going, and I sat up front to help dad drive.



I'm still getting away with out having a seat belt, for now, but mom really grabs on. I wish she would scoot over a little, she takes up almost the whole seat. I have to have my back legs on the floor, and front ones on mom's lap, just so I can help dad find his way there.




There was a good crowd at the park, some old friends, and some new pups too. It was great! In this pic I'm up near the tree, about to help Chloe do some exploratory digging.

One of my most fun things to do is to have the dogs chase me while I have a stick or a ball. But, right up there on my list of fun things is to play some tug-o-war. Abby and I each went after the same stick.


I think Abby is really pretty, but I don't tell anyone that. But, she can really play a good game of tug-o-war. We tugged...


... and tugged ...


... and tugged!!! But we were pretty evenly matched.

Then Blake decided he could out tug us both...

So, then we did a three way tug-o-war.


Man, that Blake is pretty good at tug-o-war too!

Well, I don't like to brag... much, but I did end up winning! I got the stick!! Yea! Gizmo!! But, after I won, and Blake and Abby didn't want the stick anymore, then I discovered I didn't really want the stick that much either. But, it was fun while it lasted!

Later on Eddie came in. Eddie had been at the kennel for the weekend, and had just gotten out. Boy was he happy to be there. It was good to see him again.

Unfortunately, a dog came in latter that has a reputation for picking fights. This dog almost never plays with other dogs, it just runs around trying to start fights, at least that is what it seems like to me. Poor Laney, one of my good buddies, ended up with a scratch on her pretty little face (I wouldn't ever tell anyone I think she is pretty, I don't want to be teased), it was bad enough to draw blood. Laney seems to get more than her share of scratches. I hope she is OK.

But, good day at the park... good tug-o-war game! Good time. I hope it stays warm a little longer!

Snow and Hot Chocolate

Mom heard that Laney and Fergie were going to be at the park at 2:00 today. When she told me I was so excited that I couldn't stay still. I just kept following Mom around saying "Is it 2:00 yet? is it? is it? what about now?"

Finally one time she waid it was! Whew!!! Dad heated up some water and grabbed some cups and packages and came along. I was glad he came. I was really hoping that there was bone cake in those packages.

The park was great. Laney, Fergie, were there, just like Mom said, but also Bronco, Bridget, and Eddie. Sam came in a little bit latter. A good turn out considering how cold it was. The people were all huddled up next to the fence looking really cold. They were all bundled up in their big coats, and gloves. They looked funny.

Apparently Dad brought something called hot chocolate which everyone told me that I would not like, but I was really very positive that I would like. I talked it over with the other pups and we were all in agreement that we all liked hot chocolate. But, no matter how I tried to explain this to Dad I didn't ever get any.

After a lot of playing, and even some "Betcha can't catch me while I have the stick" (I love that game), it actually started snowing enough that it was pretty steady for a while. Not a long time, but, I would say it definitely happened. I can't wait to play in the snow!

After we got home, Mom went out and bought some warmer clothes. I think that I a good sign that Mom is planning on bringing me back. I'm not sure about Dad he gets kind of whinney when he is cold. It wasn't really that cold. It was just right for lots of playing!

Note from Gizmo's Dad

I would like to mention, that while Gizmo has many fine qualities, he is not the most compassionate dog in the world when it comes to caring for the sick and needy. Seems he is willing to be man's best friend, as long as man is willing to get up and play. And, don't expect him to bring you a cold drink out of the 'fridge or some chips to snack on. That doesn't work at all.

-Gizmo's Dad

Great Day at the Bark Park

Whoa man was I excited to go to the dog park on Thursday. I haven't been going much lately, and I was starting to wonder if I would ever get back there.

Dad came home and he went right to laying on the couch moaning. He was curled up in blankets, it didn't really look like that much fun. Not sure what he was trying to do. I kept trying to play with him, bring him toys, jump on his head, you know just so he would know I was there and was ready to play. I almost got his blanket off once. That might have been a fun game, if he would have chased me to get the blanket back, but he snatched it back before I got away with it. No fair...

But, finally Mom came home. Whooo wheee thank goodness for mom. She asked if I wanted to go to the "Bark Park" and I said boy do I ever! Mom is funny when she asks me if I want to go, she looks at me and talks in a little high cartoon voice. Haha... fun... I would have been ready to go no matter how she said it!

So, we left Dad, like it was a bump on the log (well he was a bump on the couch), and we headed for the park. Man what a good day it was. Even though it is getting dark so soon now, there was a good crowd there. And, we played on the small dog side. It isn't as big as the main park. But you don't have to walk as far to get there, and you can start playing sooner. There is still lots of room to run.

Blake was there. I hadn't seen him in quite a while. I liked playing with him. But, he got into a couple of tussels. His Dad said he didn't know if he would bring him back. But, I hope he does. Blake is a good pup. Cooper was there! I love playing with Cooper. We were just about the two last ones to leave.

I found a stick and luckily it was a stick that lots of dogs wanted. Those are the best sticks to have, and they aren't always easy to find. But, I did it this time. I had the whole gang practically chasing me from one end of the park to other. That was a good time... good time.

Another good day at the park!

When we got home Dad was there on the couch still, kind of whinney... still didn't want to play. Laney's Mom gave my Mom some tickets to see a movie. Not sure why anyone would want to go see a movie, when you can watch them on TV at home with your dog. And, you don't take your dog out to see movies. Seems like just hanging out with your dog would be the way to watch a movie... but, anyway. Dad said he would have loved to have gone... WHAT!!! did I heard That right, would have loved to have gone and left me at home alone... with the cat. But, that is what he said, strange. But, anyway he said he was going to stay home and keep playing his game of acting like a big lump on the couch because he didn't feel good. Strange Dad! But, I'm glad you stayed home.

Lazy old Sunday

Yesterday, Saturday, we had a great time at the bark park. A lot of the cool dogs were there; Sandy, Laney, Eddie, and Sam. The people were all playing the way that people play... huddled up close together laughing and stuff. hiding over by the fence trying to stay out of the wind.

They kept saying they were cold. But, they should have just ran around and tried to get the stick away from me. That would of kept them warm. Sandy's Dad tried for a little while... I even ran extra slow to give him a chance. But, eventually he went back over by the fence to try and get out of the wind.



So, today Dad said he heard Sandy was going to be at the bark park again. So, I was getting all ready to go, and then Dad said it was colder today than yesterday. Mom told Dad, "Take him, you know he wants to go." Dad said "Hmmmm maybe you could take him, and I'll, you know, do some stuff around the house." Then they both looked at each other, and looked at the temperature again. Then they both sat back down on the couch. And, here I am staring at them waiting for them to take me to see Sandy.

I have a feeling it is going to be a long winter.

Dad's new blog

Dad asked to use my blog again to write about some other trip he took recently. I told him to take a hike. I think I might have lost some of my readership with his last boring post. Who wants to read about anything besides me? I mean it is the "Gizmo the Wonder Pup" blog... Duh!

So, Dad has a new blog just for him, so he won't bore us anymore. http://grumpyolderic.blogspot.com/

Another Birthday at the Bark Park

Just when you think the Bark Park couldn't possibly be any better, "Boom goes the dynamite", and it gets better!

One of the Bark Park regulars, Sam, had a birthday party at the Bark Park last Saturday. Unfortunately my Dad didn't bring his camera, so we didn't get any pictures.

Sam, is a cool dog, one of the first ones that I met when I started going to the Bark Park. So, I've known him for a pretty long time. But, Sam is part border collie, and he likes to work more than he likes to play. He is usually busy keeping the rest of us in line, and some times he keeps the people in line too. Every once in a while he will play a little, but he usually says he is busy working.

But, last Saturday, he came in with a a great cake. I love cake! It was similar to the one I had on my Birthday, but Sam's cake was even bigger. At first I tried my trick of running up and snatching cake pieces when no one was looking. But, Ugh! Sometimes parents can be so uncool. Mom and Dad were both watching and wouldn't let me jump the line, or snatch extra pieces or anything.

I finally got my piece (it seemed like it took forever), and it was delicious. I thought I should eat it slowly and enjoy it, but instead I just gobbled it down. MMMMM... that was great...

But, then I was out of cake. That really didn't seem right. How could I be out of cake, when other dogs were still getting theirs... Then I saw that Sandy's mom had some cake for Sandy. It didn't seem fair that Sandy was about to get cake, and I was already out. So, I went over and tried to steal the cake from Sandy's mom. Darn! She saw me and held the cake up high... Ugh! uncool... I tried jumping. I think my vertical leap improved a little that day, but eventually Mom and Dad grabbed me, and let Sandy's Mom get away from me... still doesn't really seem fair. I was already out of cake.

I'm not sure what is in the cake, but I don't think it would be possible to ever get too much of it. But, Blake's dad tried some of it, and he didn't seemed impressed with it at all. Guess he isn't going to be asking for it for his birthday. I think my Dad was wishing I had shared some of my cake with him... but... guess again, that wasn't going to happen. If I had seen him start to eat some of my cake, he might of lost a nose... hee-hee... just kidding... kind of.

Oh well... it was delicious. I'm looking forward to the next birthday.

The GeoCaching Wonder Pup

Back when I was little, and before Mom, Dad and I found the Bark Park, we had to go on a lot of walks. I mean A LOT OF WALKS! If we didn't get out on at least one good long walk a day it seemed to make Mom and Dad kind of cranky. Do your P's get cranky if they don't get their daily walk?

One day the P's ("the P's" is short for my parents, just a little Gizmo slang) stumbled across this world wide game called GeoCaching. You can find out how the game is played at The GeoCaching web site. This game seemed to be a good way to combine walks and a game. Before we joined the Bark Park (I love the Bark Park), the P's and I would spend several hours each week GeoCaching.

But, the short description is that people hide things (caches) all over the world. Then they post a description of where they hid their cache on the GeoCaching web site. So, to play the game, all you have to do is go to the website, get the description where a cache is hidden, and then go out and try to find it. We were really surprised to find that there were a bunch of caches hidden near our house. They recommend that you have a GPS receiver and that you find the caches by their coordinates. But, there are a bunch that you can find just by looking at the map on the web site, and reading the description. We have found a bunch with out ever using the GPS.


When I'm GeoCaching, I have a uniform I like to wear. So, if you ever see me, and I have my GeoCaching uniform on, I'm playing the game.

One of the reasons I like GeoCaching is that a lot of times it involves a short car ride, which I love, and some walking with the P's, which I also love.



In this picture we were out on a walk to a cache site, when I decide to plop down and chew on a stick for a while. This was back when I was little and still had some puppy teeth. The P's had to get me a leash made of chain because I had chewed through my first two leashes... hee-hee... sometimes I miss my puppy teeth.


Sometimes caches are hidden deep in the woods (which I love), or in a city park, or sometimes they are hidden close to businesses. Dad and I were going after one in a park in this picture, when we ran in to these two dogs that didn't seem to like me. I'll bet if I could have played with them for a while they would have liked me.


GeoCaching has a few rules. The main rule is to be sneaky. You aren't supposed to let anyone see you find a cache. I have a hard time being sneaky, but Mom and Dad are pretty good at it. In the above picture, if you look right at the tip of my nose, you can see the cache we just found. It was a small film canister hidden next to the tree. When you find a cache you just open it up, sign the log sheet inside, and then go back to the web site and record that you found it. Some of the caches have "Swag", Swag is little toys you can take. But, if you take one... you have to leave one.

Another rule is that you have to have a dog with you. At least I think that is a rule. Because, Mom and Dad (the P's) said they don't go GeoCaching without me. Although, a couple of times we have run into other GeoCachers, and they didn't have dogs with them. I guess they don't know the rules.


A fun side game is to find trackable items. Trackable items are a special kind of swag that you can log on the website as you move it from one cache to the next. In this picture I am hanging out with two trackable race cars. They both started in Germany and were racing to Indianapolis. We found one of them before it made it to Indy, but the other one was already there. So, we got both of them and took a picture so we could post the picture to show the guys that started the race the cars ended up together.


In this picture, Mom is putting both cars in a cache in Indianapolis. This cache already had a lot of neat swag in it.



Here is Dad finding a cache in the woods. But, I was helping quite a bit, usually by running on the opposite side of trees that Dad was on, so that my leash would get wrapped around the tree. I think if we pass 50 trees in the woods, I can get my leash wrapped around each one on the way into the woods, and then again on the way back out.

Happy Birthday to me!

Click here to see pictures taken by Laney's Mom.

My birthday is on Halloween. Mom said I was going to have a party, and I've really been looking forward to it. Apparently you get cake on your birthday! Whoa, What a great idea that is!


Mom took me to the store and I helped her pick out my cake. They said it was called a "bone cake", which sounded great... but it turns out it wasn't a real bone, it was just shaped like one.



Mom showed me the cake at home. But, UNFAIR!!!! No cake for Gizmo until my party!!! What!!! Seems like if it is my cake, I should get it right away. I'm not really sure why we have to wait for things. But, Mom said I could see the cake, but couldn't have any until the party.


So, we are having my party at the Bark Park. I love the Bark Park, and I have a lot of great friends there... but, truthfully... I think I would have rather just had the cake all to myself. But, Mom said something about getting too much of a good thing was a bad thing... blah, blah, blah... that sounds wrong to me. Too much of a good thing is more of a good thing I always say.


Abby, Chloe, Fergie, and Eddie where all there. Also, Dad didn't get a picture of them but, Blake, Baxter, Laney, Jackson, Sandy, and several other of my best pals were there to celebrate my birthday.



I didn't get all of the cake. Mom made me share with the gang, but I think I got more than anyone else... hee-hee (well... it was my birthday). Mom was trying to cut the cake to hand out pieces to all of the dogs, and I would just run by and snatch a piece. Then Dad would say, "Hey, who's dog is that?" Ha! He didn't even know it was me. Maybe he thought it was Cooper. One reason Dad didn't get many pictures is apparenly it is hard to serve bone cake, and keep and eye on me, and take pictures all at the same time. But, I would rather have more cake and fewer pictures. Can't have too much of a good thing (can't believe Mom doesn't know that.)


No one told me about people giving you things. I thought the cake was enough of a reason to look forward to your birthday party. But, Blake's Mom and Dad gave me an edible card, and a toy! Sweet! Thanks Blake! Cool parents! When you chomp down on my new toy it makes a scary laugh and says "The devil made me do it". Fun!


Since it was my Birthday, I decided to carry around this big stick for awhile to show everyone that I was special.

It was a great day at the Bark Park. I felt special and got lots of attention. I'm already looking forward to next year.

Halloween Party at the Bark Park

You can click on this link if you want to see more pictures from the party.

I love the Bark Park. I love it so much it is hard to write about it. How can words capture something so important as the Bark Park? Well, I can't just write about the Bark Park and do it proper justice, but I think I can tell you about the unofficial Halloween Party that we had there today, and maybe give you a small insight in the wonderfulness that is the Bark Park.

First off, one of my best Bark Park pals is Cooper.
Cooper is like "my brother from a different mother". We are both about the same size and color, we are both boys, and we are both very good looking... or so I am told I am (often, and usually by my Mom). In the above picture I am the one more towards the top of the picture, and the one with the more beautiful two colored tongue.

So, Cooper was at the park today, and we had a blast playing. Sometimes he jumps up and knocks me down, and sometimes I jump up and knock him down. Sometimes, we run around and we knock down other dogs and people (almost).


I like this picture, because in this one, I have Cooper down. Ha! Take that Cooper. The other beautiful looking dog at the top of the picture is Abby. Abby is really pretty. She has long hair, and acts like a girl. She doesn't wrestle much, and she usually is kind of quiet and obeys everyone, like a girl. Cooper and I like hanging out with her. Cooper and Abby are what people call "pure bred Golden Retrievers". I'm what is known as a Golden Mix. I came from the Humane Society. I think being a mix must be better. I'm not sure, but Mom said it was. But, it was one of those long wordy "Mom" explanations. Like when they tell you how it is more important to be pretty on the inside than the outside. Where you know they are trying to make you feel better, but they do make a lot of sense also. Anyway, I don't bring it up much. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

So, some of the people had decided to bring costumes today and have an unofficial Halloween party. So, there were a lot of treats around because the people thought maybe we would get into our costumes better if we had lots of treats.

Everyone is gathering around trying to get a treat. You almost forget you have a costume on when you start trying to get in position for a treat.

You know, I'm still not real wild about the ducky costume. But, I seemed to get a lot of treats and attention, so I went along to be a good sport until...

Cooper came along and tried to take my costume. Man, Cooper! You know that isn't a real duck right? It is just a costume.

Ha-ha... Cooper got in trouble for trying to eat my costume. That'll teach you.

Anyway. It was a blast. There were some really great costumes. I think Eddie and Laney looked the best in their costumes. They both looked like real super hero dogs.

Eddie (or Bat Pup)

Laney (Super pup) and Sandy (Colts Fan)

I think if the Ducky costume had a cape, I might have liked wearing it more.

Sandy and I are close to the same age. She is a little younger. But, she really is fun to play with. I think everyone likes playing with her. She plays with big and little dogs.

There were a bunch of other dogs at the park too. I don't mean to leave anyone out. It is hard for me to remember everyone and give them all a"bark out".

Well, we wore our costumes, ate lots of treats, and we ran and played. It was a good day.