SUMMARY: Small dogs come visiting.
On Friday, an irrigation specialist person came here for an hour to discuss my irrigation mess, and he brought his Italian Greyhound, Dante. Dante and Boost couldn't have been happier. Dante chased Boost, and Boost blasted through the various tunnels full speed, then would skid to a halt inside one end, Dante would run over and bark at her, and she'd u-turn and skeedaddle fast as lightning to the other end, Dante would run over and bark. Repeat. Until that tunnel got dull, then there'd be sprinting into other tunnels, behind shrubs, and so on.
Very happy dogs.
(Although Tika is a little suspicious about the whole thing:)
And Boost got well worn out.
Tika, who is funny funny funny, isn't much into playing with other dogs (although she and Boost played the same way when Boost was younger--Tika doing the chasing and barking for the most part--and they still wrestle with each other pretty much every day). But she gets off on the excitement exuding from the other dogs, and she barks BARKS BARKS!!!
For some inane reason or other it never occurred to me to get my camera out.
The next day, a friend and her two French Bulldogs came to visit. Now, the older Frenchie--Elliot--and Boost are about the same age, and they had several opportunities in hotel rooms and when visiting each other when they were between about 6 months and a year and a half to play play play, and they loved it! And they still remember each other. (Dang, thought I had photos posted from wayyy back, but not finding them.)
The problem is that Elliot is recovering from a damaged disc in his spine and wasn't supposed to be playing. Boost tried and tried and tried to get him to play, and he tried and tried to play with her, but his Human Mom kept putting the kibosh on it. So sad! The other, younger Frenchie was delighted to play with Boost, and they did a bit of running but mostly wrestling, although Boost kept going back to Elliot to try to engage him.
Boost: Elliot, c'monnn, play with me!
Elliot: Boost, c'monnn, play with me!
Boost is so gentle with the tiny dogs. And she gets right down to their level to play, like she's doing here with Babette.
Babette always looks so cheerful AND has a pointed tongue. How cute is that?
OK, really, I'd never have a Frenchie myself, but just look at that face on Elliot!
Meanwhile, Tika had a lot to say about all that excitement, too. MAN, she has a loud bark!
I did finally remember to get my camera out, after they were all pretty tuckered out.
Babette's and Boost's tongues hung wayyyy out. It was a good workout for them both.
Boost got well worn out AGAIN.
Life is good.