A blog named BETTY

Friday, May 9, 2008

Tasteful yet Raw....okay, just Raw

We did such a yuppy thing last week--we went to an actual dog park. And--unlike the strange man wandering around there muttering--we took an actual dog with us. OUR dog, even. But wait--it gets better! We had an actual doggy date. And not with just any dog, not with just ONE dog, but with Boozer's whole local family! They had not seen each other since we picked him up and took him home, 4 months ago.

Said family consists of Boozer's mother, Tana, his uncle (Tana's brother), Chewie, and Boozer's sister (Addy). Then there are the two humans who scooped his poop for the first 3 months--the Bennetts. We'd been trying to arrange (with the humans) a get-together for weeks, and everyone was very excited. The anticipation hung in the air. Visions of tearful reunions danced in our heads. Then we realized why no one makes movies out of dog reunions. It's a mixture of inappropriate sniffing, total apathy, and familial love triangles you don't even want to think about. Seriously! Boozer's mother, Tana, really had the hots for poor Boozer and kept sneaking up on him. Then she'd crush him with her weight. I don't think she was giving him a motherly hug. I felt like I was in a bad doggy greek tragedy!

I took soooo many pictures, trying to get that perfect family photo for Booze to hang on his doggy fridge. We even tried to force them to sit together. Yeah, right. These are big dogs...they do whatever they want. But I got some cute ones, like this one of Boozer meeting his sister:

In case you can't tell, (ha-ha) Boozer is the one in front. He's redder than she is and more lean, but it's freaky how much they look alike.

Then came the sniffing portion of the event:

I don't know who that pug is or how he fits into the family (there's always one at these reunions), but he certainly dreams big. Here he is tag teaming with Addy in the "Getting to know Boozer" warm-up mixer:Okay, yes...I was the crazy perverted lady taking pictures of doggy interactions whilst the other humans discreetly looked away. But somehow a few non-sniffing photos snuck in. Here's one with the whole family, albeit their behinds (but I SWEAR I didn't do that on purpose.)

That really big one is Chewy, the uncle. He is about 165 lbs, and Boozer is expected to be at least as big as him. It's hard to even tell without a human reference point in the picture, but he is massive. Gulp.

And finally, the two merged families walking back to the car (labeled for your convenience):
(Notice how Tana still has her eye on Boozer? Shameless!)

So, now that I've published this, how long do ya reckon before Disney comes knocking on my door? The first doggy reunion drama on the big screen. I think I'm their woman.


PhatNat said...

I've always wanted to go to a doggy park! But, I have a little dog who hates her own species. Might as well paint a target on her drop her in the middle of a big dog gathering! No sweet reunions at our house, or doggy greetings! :)


Becky said...

I just called you cause I needed a little kick in the bootie--but then I did the next best thing--read your blog! Kick received. You always make me LOL out loud (as Monk would say):-).