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:

Then came the sniffing portion of the event:



And finally, the two merged families walking back to the car (labeled for your convenience):

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.
2 comments:
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! :)
nat!
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):-).
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