Would you say that looks like a hungover pooch? If you answered Yes!, you are correct!
This is how Ab looked Sunday morning after a Saturday evening cookout at Fiesta Island with my bro, his wife, my nephew and his girlfriend and her family, my sis, my bro's neighbors, me and Mike, and three pooches. Abby had a very fabulous time!
We got there early. (Actually... we got there on time, as did my sis. Everyone else was late. But we've come to expect that, so it's cool.) We had to kill some time and take the edge off of Abby's pent-up energy so we took her for a little walk. Then when the other dogs got there, we went for another little walk. As you can see in the pics, Guns (the Great Dane) was taken with Abby. He is eight, but she seems to bring out the puppy in him.
|Abby, evading Gun's attentions like the spry minx that she is.|
|Leo, Abby's cousin, is a big sweetie. (Emphasis on big.)|
|This is his paw. You do not want it to step on you.|
|Abby chasing the birds & the boys chasing Abby|
|The boys around the fire|
|The Survivor Girls (my sis-in-law is a 4-yr+ cancer survivor!)|
After walkies and photo ops, we hung out and my sis-in-law BBQ'd some very yummy burgers. (Of course the dogs each got a burger as well - grass fed, organic beef no less!) We feasted and fiesta'd (hence Fiesta Island I guess) and all went home smelling like campfire. The next day Abby didn't get up until 9:15 and when she finally did, she looked like this:
In other news, we got persimmons in our CSA box yesterday. I have never (to my knowledge) eaten a persimmon. They must be good though, because I caught Abby trying to get one off the counter (and she is not much of a chow hound!). Got one down and offered it to her. Thought she'd just sniff it, but no...
|...she tried to grab it...|
|...and run off with it. Seriously hanging on right here!|