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Dog park
Yesterday we took Dahlia to the dog park. It's been the first time in ages that we've done due to the weather. The place was packed full of dogs, some nice, some not so nice. This was actually our first iffy experience at the park. A lot of people brought out their intact, overly rude dogs and just let them do their thing. Dahlia had a couple run-ins with a couple HUGE dogs (apparently related) who were supposedly labs, but weighed over 150 (one of them looks like it's mixed with mastiff, not purebred as he insisted).
He just kept harassing her, jumping on her, and not getting her warning growls. She had to come out with her teeth a few times. There was no fight or anything, the dog DID finally get the point, but on more than one occasion I stepped in front of her as he was on his way over and shooed him away. He wasn't an aggressive dog, just a really rude one. And Dahlia doesn't like rude dogs!
So a few pictures.
Another dog joins in with the ball chase
And gets the ball.
Somebody needs a bath! There was one section of the park that was muddy -- I guess this dog enjoyed it.
There was some debate as to whether or not this dog was a purebred Brittany. My opinion is that he is -- he just didn't have his tail docked for some reason.
Here's the obnoxious dog getting all up in Dahlia's business for the 4th or 5th time. You can see how happy she is about that.
This was her reaction.
I managed to coax her into putting her front paws on the A-frame.
This boxer tormented this GSD into responding.
Getting tired.
Pretty Samoyed.
This dog was so obsessed with the ball that he was running back and forth along the fence as people outside the fence threw lacrosse balls back and forth.
Mom, I'm ready to go home.
Afterward, we went to the cottage up on the lake to hang out. This was Dahlia up there.
He just kept harassing her, jumping on her, and not getting her warning growls. She had to come out with her teeth a few times. There was no fight or anything, the dog DID finally get the point, but on more than one occasion I stepped in front of her as he was on his way over and shooed him away. He wasn't an aggressive dog, just a really rude one. And Dahlia doesn't like rude dogs!
So a few pictures.
Another dog joins in with the ball chase
And gets the ball.
Somebody needs a bath! There was one section of the park that was muddy -- I guess this dog enjoyed it.
There was some debate as to whether or not this dog was a purebred Brittany. My opinion is that he is -- he just didn't have his tail docked for some reason.
Here's the obnoxious dog getting all up in Dahlia's business for the 4th or 5th time. You can see how happy she is about that.
This was her reaction.
I managed to coax her into putting her front paws on the A-frame.
This boxer tormented this GSD into responding.
Getting tired.
Pretty Samoyed.
This dog was so obsessed with the ball that he was running back and forth along the fence as people outside the fence threw lacrosse balls back and forth.
Mom, I'm ready to go home.
Afterward, we went to the cottage up on the lake to hang out. This was Dahlia up there.