Sunday's adventure

On Sunday, Mickey and I took a long walk. We went back to the small dog park and then to the farmer's market. The small dog park was full of big dogs, but Mickey was actually cool with it. He wanted the big guys to chase him around the yard, but unfortunately they were mostly pooped from the hot sun.


We swung through the farmer's market afterwards and Mickey was much better behaved. None of that "I'm not taking another step" nonsense I fought with last time. Maybe the dog park loosened him up and he was more agreeable. He wanted to stop at every booth to say, 'hello' (and maybe to hang out in the shade of their tables).


Once we got home he plopped down in his kennel and didn't want to come back out (probably afraid I was going to drag him on another long walk!). I indulged him by bringing his water dish over so he could cool down and quench his thirst without stepping foot outside of the comfort of his bed.

oh wow, this is refreshing

pretty soon I'll be able to clean out my eye gunk all by myself!