Two Wild and Woolly Days

Coco and I had a couple of interesting days, to say the least. Last night Dad took us for a ride while he went shopping. A ride is always a nice thing, and we get to bond with Dad. The way they do this is Dad will open the back of the Jeep and then Mom will let us out of the camper. We scurry out of the camper and leap into the Jeep. Then, when we return, Mom opens the door of the camper and then Dad opens the back of the Jeep. Normally, we then jump out of the Jeep and run up the steps to the motorhome.

Normally, but not always. We'd been cooped up in the camper much too long and there were things in the field behind the motorhome that needed much more attention. So, this time, Jodie and I jumped from the Jeep, made an end run around Mom and ran like the dickens out to the pasture beyond.

You should have been there, Dad was running his heart out trying to catch us.

Not that he stood a chance, especially now that he's slowing down so much. But it was so funny seeing him chase us with the leashes, knowing that he didn't stand a chance of actually catching us.

So, we ran up the pasture as far as we could, sniffing all the prairie dog homes along the way until we came to a fence, so we turned and continued along the fence. I was starting to realize that the fence was part of the campground enclosure and that we were not going to get out. We continued until we were at the far end of the campground, with Dad still following, when we discovered the smell of barbecue. To me, barbecue smells better than bacon and we had to investigate.

Yeah, the people were very friendly but we were not invited to the table, and that's where Dad caught us. Oh, we got quite a scolding, I think. All I could make out was Blah, Blah, Coco, Blah, Blah, Jodie. We didn't get much out of it but I guess it made the folks feel better. Tell them about today, Jodi.

I was just about to. Seems the folks found an off-leash dog park not far from here and took us there this morning. WHAT A SITE!!! It's right on the Bow River in Cochrane, Alberta and what a river it is.


I really like moving water, rivers, surf, and such, so this swift running river was my cup of tea. Though it ran swiftly, there was no danger to me and Coco as we could easily swim to the side where it was nice and shallow.

The folks would throw a stick and I'd be quick to retrieve, but it wasn't as easy as fetching in a pond. I'd see the stick and jump in,but before you know it the stick would be down stream quite a bit. I'd get it though and bring it back for another toss.


We were there for quite a while and swimming against the current really takes a lot out of a dog, even a Lab. Did we mention that the water temperature was cold as it was running from the snow melt further up in the Rockies?




The folks might have noticed that we were two tired puppies on the way home. The cold water and then towel dried, it made me sleepy.



Me too!