Last Saturday I got to go to my first barbecue! We're talking burgers (with cheese!) on the grill, hot dogs galore, a kiddie pool (presumably for drinking mass quantities of water) and lots of people to pet and love me. I was pumped. Little did I know that the food and kiddie pool were not for me at all. In fact, whenever I showed even the slightest indication of interest, Alicia usually directed me elsewhere. Lame.
The good news is, I did get to feast...on deer poop! It's this new thing I discovered. It kind of looks like my kibble in shape, size and color, but it is so much better*. And lucky for me, Kate and Chris (our hosts) had a backyard full of it, and they didn't even know it. See, it can tend to lie camouflaged in the grass. But I'm a super-searcher and found piles of it. Alicia tells me that other dogs like to roll around in it. I have a sparkly white coat and that would show immediately, so I prefer to just eat it. Delicious.
But the barbecue wasn't all deer poop. There were plenty of new friends to meet and impress with my cuteness. So I did just that. Here are a few of my new friends.
|Rachel, Claire and Vinnie, centered around me, naturally!|
|When she wasn't looking, I snuck up on |
Rachel's lap through the chair arm.
|I played some Bocce ball...|
|Took a few "laps" in the pool. Refreshing!|
|And finally, found a comfy chair and called in bedtime!|
Note: I was quickly removed from said chair and told "No"
after the obligatory cute photo was taken. Unfair.
*For some odd reason, Alicia did not document this white photos. She was too busy saying "No!" and trying to open my mouth to get the deer poop out. Priorities.