Bosco Dog Blog

I did get to go swimming yesterday at the dog park, also known as dog heaven as I heard some humans describe it. It is true that the dogs love that place (the humans, too, I think). I ran down to the river to find out that there was no beach left, the Mississippi was full of water, eliminating the beach. Funny how just last week there was still ice on the river in some spots.

Just like the walking and biking paths, all the DOGS CAME OUT yesterday to the park. It wasn't just us hardcore park goers but all the white, brown, black, small, tall, fluffly, smooth dogs. I went absolutely crazy running around having fun.

Today is pretty great, too, except I haven't been in the mood to eat any of my breakfast. It is still in my bowl. Well, I just now ate some of it. My neighbor, Tim, told Joan that I'm a "lardass" now. I don't know what that means but I think it has something to do with food and treats. Joan and I went on a long walk over to St. Paul side of the river - I was really thirsty by the time we returned. I tried to drink some water on the side of the road but Joan wouldn't let me. Something about it being dirty.

I think I'll just lounge now.

Joan fixed the fence in the backyard that for the past few days only had a little flowerpot barrier there. I was pretty damn good to not fly over it and see what was going on in the alley because I could have done it in a flash. (Actually, I'm not suppose to go over along the garage at all but I do it every once in a while.) But she put new wood on the gate and put it back up so now I'm trapped inside my backyard again. I guess that is okay. At least it keeps the riff-raff out of our yard.