There haven’t been very many lately. The one thing that brings me the biggest joy at the moment is visiting the dog park. It’s a pretty big reserve, around 2.5km to walk the outer loop. And of course there are always dogs there playing and having a good time.

I did a huge walk today, around 7.5km, after 2km of cycling and a small amount of lifting. There were several dogs in the park, and a few came up to say hello: a Rottweiler, a Doberman, a couple of tiny curly-haired things, a Spoodle (spaniel x poodle) and an adorable big tan mix who got right up in my face. She was excited to meet me, but her owner obviously was a bit concerned!

I don’t go out of my way to interact with the dogs, I just like seeing them, and if they find me interesting, that’s an added bonus! They are there to get some exercise and meet some doggy friends, and I don’t want to interfere. That’s also why I don’t take photos while I’m there.

I find it hilarious watching them playing together anyway, especially when they are different sizes. The aforementioned big tan mix was chasing the Spoodle and a cute brown Cocker Spaniel around one of the fields, and the spaniel kept tripping and falling face-first into the mud. Poor little guy. As I left the park, the tan mix tried to follow me out. She was so lovely and naughty!

In the meantime, Crufts videos are tiding me over. Unfortunately, the Best of Breed is more like a catalogue, especially the Pastoral section. I’ll take a Border Collie, a Sheltie, a Corgi, and a Samoyed please! And with that, I think it’s time to check out the Gundog catalogue.


Going to the Dogs

After not a lot of convincing, Tony and I went to the park this morning to check out a dog event. It seemed like every man and his dog (ha!) turned up, and it was great. I’m pretty sure no-one even noticed that we didn’t have a dog, because there were so many of them running about. We spotted a black Labrador ball thief who, despite already having a ball in his mouth, chased after another which had been thrown for a very disinterested Neopolitan Mastiff, picked that one up too, and ran off into the distance.

We also came across a Doberman, who found another Doberman, and somehow, a third Doberman materialised and they formed an exclusive Doberman gang. Later on, as we went on a walk around the park, we saw one of them racing towards us. It is a little bit worrying seeing such a large muscular dog galloping your way, but obviously he had other things on his mind. About five metres away, he realised we were not, in fact, his humans, stopped in his tracks, and trotted back towards his black and tan pals.

There was a pond there for the pups to have a bit of a swim. We counted no less than six dogs in there at a time, and about four tennis balls floating around ignored. One dog in particular was particularly moved by the pond experience, and barked non-stop during his time there. Another, a gorgeous red and white Border Collie, jumped out of the pond and gave each of the nearby humans a shower as she vigorously shook herself dry.

I can’t believe how many dogs, and how many different types of dogs, there were. It almost seemed like every breed was represented – from mainstays like German Shepherds, Labradors, Poodles, Collies of all kinds and Golden Retrievers, to less commonly-seen breeds like the Weimaraner, Great Dane, and of course the Shibe! To our amusement, not all the dogs were pleased to be there. We spotted a very reluctant Samoyed being coaxed over a jump (and then just walking under it), and a very stubborn fluffy Mastiff-looking dog who refused to walk with his lookalike owner.

It was probably the first really good day I’ve had in a long time. I really hope that one day I’ll be able to attend the event with a pup of my own in tow.