Lifes a Park

My lugs have recently taken a dive head first into Massachusetts parks, particularly parks that they can let me roam free. Boy oh boy is life being good to me! I haven't written too much about the parks so here goes. Recently, before my graduation from puppy kindergarten we went to a park with plenty of other dogs, one was even 200 pounds!! Although he may have seemed huge and most would back away in fear, not I, I boldly went up to that Goliath and got him to lay down for me and even let me jump on him a bit, what a goof!! My powers over others seems to be improving, I must stay hard at work though if I ever will get to taking over the world! There were also some other dogs there, I particularly liked the skinny little ones, so sleek and fast, one day if my lugs start feeding me right I can outrun them easily!


The lugs found a great website called dogboston.com, there are so many fun parks there! We went to the beach with crazy grass that I found quite often tries to eat your paws by disappearing and surrounding the paw by icy cold water. All is good though because there was plenty of mud to run through, splash in and dig holes in (although oddly all the holes I tried to dig were quickly filled in again with that brown soft stuff). Mom and daddio made me sit for a family portrait, seriously folks, Id much rather get my fur coat a beautiful shade of dark brown than sit still for even a minute!

It was a good place with plenty of exploring but sadly only four or five other dogs with lugs who were quite odd. I have found that maybe my two lugs aren't so bad after all, granted I have yet to train them to walk properly with a leash (that is-walk in every direction that a scent might take one, so an awkward path is typically best), nor have I trained them to be excited about when I jump up on people or things (the effort I put out to get a lick up there on those clean faces, its criminal for such actions to go un-noticed), but one thing is for sure...when we are out there making our mark on the outdoors they let me run free, pee here, sniff there, play with this stick or that, sniff a few privates of other dogs. Some of these lugs I have encountered take my fellow companions out and don't let them sniff a thing!! What a shame I tell you, what a shame!

We also went to a cranberry bog where I met a friend who taught me how to chase birds, and even trust the white ground that seems a bit slippery. I found though, once you find your footing on this stuff called 'ice' you can get around quite well, chase things, even get a lick of water whenever your heart desires. For some reason my lugs worry about me when I'm out there, as if I don't know what I'm doing! If birds can be out there in the middle I can to!! Oh what a life, my four little paws have covered so much ground I don't know what to do with myself! Until next weekend...