Happy sure does love going to the park. When we head out the door and she notices that we take a moment to pause and lock the front door, Happy goes bananas. She knows that means we’re going somewhere. But where we are going depends on who’s with her…
When the door gets locked and it’s just me , she knows it means we’re either going on a stroll to the park, or on a run. I’m tellin’ ya, this dog is seriously one smart cookie. Whenever I take Happy out for more than potty time (does anyone else call this “watering the dog? My mom came up with that term when I was younger and I still find it a hilarious), I reach for her pink harness and she knows she’s in for a treat (aka, a walk or a run).
If’ I even go near my Nike visor while she has her pink harness on, she knows it’s “run-time.” If we head out the door and I’m sans visor but she’s still in her harness, she knows it’s time for a “stroll-to-the-park.”
Sidenote: Yes, I realize that you guys prrrrobably think it’s gross that I’m wearing this visor in (just about) every running picture you see of me. Your assumption is true. I do, in fact, where this thing on every run/in every race. But don’t plug your noses quite yet! I wash this baby by hand just about every week! So no, it does not have a stank to it.
Now, if it’s both me and Ryan walking out the door with Happs and she’s donning her pink harness, that means we’re goin’ on a stroll to the park. The nearest park to where Ryan and I live is called Freedom Park. It’s about a 5 minute walk from our place, and it is one of *the* most gorgeous parks I’ve ever seen in all of the places I’ve lived!
In fact, if any of your are bachelor fans, Freedom Park is where Emily and her daughter, Ricki, had a picnic with Brad during her hometown date (don’t judge me…you know you watch it too).
So yes, to preserve the pristine beauty of this park, it is a “must” for owners to keep their pups on a leash.
If both me and Ryan head out the door with Happs (especially if it’s just Ryan…) and pause to the lock the door… this means we are going to one of two places (usually)…PetsSmart for pet school (a major WIN for Happy, she LOVES it there!), orrrrr the DOG PARK!!!!
If you were to ask Happy what her favorite park was… she’d hands- paws- down say… the Frazier DOG PARK!!!!!!!!!
Ryan takes Happy to this park all the time! I kid you not. At least once a weekend, if not more. I tag along when I can, but often times I skip out since the weekend is when I do a lot of my school work (boo). I wish I could go more often with them, but I figure that because Happs and I spend plenty of time bebopping around outside on runs and walks around our ‘hood, it’s A-Okay for Ryan to get some one-on-one time with her, too.
Back in January, our neighbor, Jen, was celebrating her dog’s first birthday and the plan was to meet up at the dog park for some runnin’ around. When we got there, Jen presented us with a homemade doggie cupcake to give to Happy. Oh my goodness. If I could verbally express the chaos that ensued, I would. But pictures are just going to have to do…
Why yes, yes I did…
But first, some background on the cupcake. Before this day, Happy had never had people food (or anything that resembled people food) in her entire life. Ryan and I make a conscious effort not to feed her anything from the table while eating or kitchen counter while preparing food. Ignorance is bliss, right? Well, not anymore…
This particular day was freezing cold and because the weather was so cold, the cupcake was as hard as a rock. Literally. I could not even break it into pieces (believe me, I tried to). Well, when it came time for the pups to eat their cupcakes, I unwrapped Happy’s (rockhard) cupcake and bent down to give to her.
Silly me. There was no need for me to bend down.
Happy was jumping all over the place and pretty much dive-bombed onto me and grabbed the cupcake from my hand.
The next thing I knew, Happy had the cupcake halfway down her throat and was trying to swallow the cupcake… whole.
After I realized what was going on and that she very well might choke on this solid piece of never-before-tasted-“human-food,” I immediately went to her and pried the cupcake out from the back of her throat.
Talk about entering the jaws of death. She did not want to give that baby up! I seriously think she would have chocked on the darn thing if I hadn’t of taken action when I did, though. She was just SO excited that she wanted that thing in her belly, STAT! (Psh, good luck in trying to get a dog to savor each bite…)
Ryan even tried his hand at explaining how to properly eat a cupcake…
Anyway, once I had the cupcake back in my hand (and thanks to Happy’s slobber), the cupcake had now defrosted a little bit.
I was finally able to break the thing into more “Happy-sized” pieces. And she devoured each and every one in milliseconds.
But can I at least lick your fingers clean…??
So tell me, do any of you take your dog to the dog-park? Have any of you celebrated your dog’s birthday with a cupcake treat? Do your dogs have doggie-dates to meet up and play with other dogs? Thankfully, Happy’s birthday is in June. Translation? there will be zero chance of a frozen cupcake choking hazzard when she turns 1 year old…
P.S. Thanks to Ryan’s old roommate, Jon, for all of the coming out and snapping some beautiful pictures (I’m sure y’all can tell which one’s I’m talkin’ about… ha!)
P.P.S. I’ll work on getting the recipe for the doggie-cupcake from my neighbor to share with you all… I know it involves peanutbutter!