You will never….in a million years….believe what my dad has done to me. No, really. Try and guess.
Let Hoppy eat out of my bowl? Nope.
Bring a cat home? Nope.
Give treats to Spud and Hoppy, but not me? Nope.
Forget my birthday? Nope.
He went on a trip to a dock diving event up in Ohio this weekend and took only Spud. Not me. Not my mom. Not Hoppy. Not ME. But just Spud. I heard them talking about this earlier, but I never figured he go and do something like this.
I can hear all you 3 Dawg Flite fans out there asking, “WHY?”
Well, as you know, my mom is a wedding and event videographer, and she had two weddings this weekend. So she couldn’t go. As a matter of fact, that’s why I haven’t posted very much this past week. My mom has been busy, busy, busy which means she hogs the computer.
And I’m…well, how shall I put this? Let’s just say that I’m “spirited” and my dad sometimes has a hard time handling me. He does okay with one dog, but trying to handle more than one…especially if one is me…is a little tough for him.
So, what did we do? Well, this was my mom’s schedule this weekend:
Friday: Leave for wedding at 11:00. Get back home at midnight.
Saturday: Leave for wedding at 1:00. Get back home at 1:30 a.m.
As you can see, there was just no time for Hoppy and me. So we went to Pawtropolis, our doggie daycare, all weekend. Yep, we had one big spend-the-night party over there.
It was a blast!!! We went rollerblading. Okay, we didn’t actually rollerblade ourselves. The staff member rollerbladed, and we ran along with them.
Hoppy went for a hike. I retrieved outside in their dog park.
We got Frosty Paws for a bedtime snack.
But the best part? They had the pool open all weekend. I stayed in that water until they thought I was going to shrivel up. It’s not a big adult-size pool, but a small in-ground doggie-size pool. Here are some pics of me and my friends having fun in the Pawtropolis pool.
So, all is well. I had a blast, and so did Hoppy. Okay, okay…not as much fun as dock diving, but darn close.
I am, however, still really, really, REALLY mad because my dad went off without me. So I am definitely going on strike. Just exactly what I’m striking, I have no idea. But I’ll think of something.
And my dad and Spud? They should be home tomorrow, and I’ll post about how Spud did. (If I can get my mom off the computer long enough!)
See you on the dock,
Sally, the Captain of Team 3 Dawg Flite
Proud member of Dixie Dock Dogs