Great Fun at the Dog Park

The dogs thought it was a perfect day at the dog park. The temperature was around 50 degrees, the sun was shining, and some of their friends were there.

After saying hello, the fun began.



The Look



The Attack



Let's Wrestle




Our Friends: Tucker and his new sister

Amazing Grace

Grace is my catahoula hound dog. I adopted her two years ago, and she is now between 5 and 8 years old. She had a very rough start in life as a bait dog for a dog fighting ring, but is one of the most amazing dogs I have ever owned.

Grace is gentle with children and other dogs. My other dog is deaf, and she acts as an assistance dog for him, letting him know that I am home, or that I am fixing their dinner. She loves to cuddle and is always obedient.

When she first came home she was not housebroken, and had severe separation anxiety (she ate through the door). But she has overcome her problems, and is now a happy well adjusted dog.

Recently she has started doing the most amazing thing. She is taking her toys and arranging them in like groups, even separating the different groups in different locations in the room.

Here she has placed all the long bones together in her kennel.
Then she took all her Nylabone Hercules toys into the other dog’s kennel. She obviously was not happy that I took this picture. I guess I interrupted her plan.

Chew Time

Twice a day my dogs and I have “chew time.” We all cuddle up on the dog bed and the dogs happily chew on their bones while I scratch ears and bellies. I read recently that the act of chewing produces endorphin like substances in dogs, so I thought the activity would be a great bonding experience for our little pack.

So now I have started my equivalent activity; a time at the computer to journal to reduce stress and bond with my readers.