Great Dates!

October 17, 2011  

Stubby lived his life on a chain until one day he broke free and ran away. A Good Samaritan found him and brought him to the shelter. Now his real story begins…

What happened this week? I went on a lot of walks, there was some food, some belly rubs, there was that time I cornered a squirrel by the garbage cans…oh, wait, you want to know about my date, right?

Marnie said I wasn’t going over to anyone’s house without a bath. A BATH! I wasn’t too happy about this. I mean, a bath washes away all of the good smells, right? I found an old burrito on my walk and I jumped on it and rolled around because I wanted Daisy to know that I was a dog who could keep her in good smells. But did Marnie get that? Nooooooo!

Humans can be so silly.

After a bath, she packed up a sackful of treats and toys and we drove over to Daisy’s house. (Well, Marnie drove. I sat in back with my seatbelt on. I always want her to open the window so I can hang my head out but she says that I can get stuff in my eyes that way. Bummer!)

When we got to Daisy’s house, Marnie put me on a leash. “Daisy might be protective of her house, so you have to meet her outside,” Marnie told me. I understood. I don’t know how I’d feel having other dogs over. I mean, I think I’d like to have other dogs over, just as long as they know that they have to leave eventually!

I saw Daisy through the wooden gate. She saw me, too, but her owners made her sit before she came outside. She came up to me and sat again, but I was so excited I jumped on her! Daisy just looked at me like “don’t try so hard.” (Okay, she actually said “don’t try so hard.” But I’m trying to be cool, here.”)

Once everything was cool, (and I calmed down) we got to play inside the yard. A yard is like a giant outdoor house. The first thing I wanted to see was how to get outside of the yard. I kept trying to dig under or jump over the gate. “We’re here to play!” Daisy told me. She then confessed that the first few weeks she lived with her new family, she spent them to figure out how to get out of the yard, too.

“But then you realized that you should probably want to stay in the yard because your family was here?” I asked.

“Well yes,’ she said, “but my people also started giving me treats when I stopped trying to get out. That helped, too.”

Daisy and I spent the day zooming around. She also showed me her toys. Some of the toys I was allowed to play with – we played tug-of-war and chased a ball – but some of her toys I tried to play with and she let me know those were just for her. (Daisy can be pretty bossy. But I’d rather a girl tell me what’s on her mind than make me guess, you know?)

All in all, it was a pretty great date. At least, I THINK it was a pretty great date. How long do I have to wait before Daisy and I can play again?

Do you remember your dog’s first play date? Did it go as well as mine?

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One Response to “Great Dates!”
  1. skreidle says:

    Sounds like you need a pair of Doggles, so you can stick your head out of car windows (and look cool doing it!) 😀