Any of you remember Bonnie, the worst Lab in the world? She took her first camping trip with us this past weekend. The above photo is Bonnie recovering the next day because camping just plum wears a dog like her out. There was much waiting, anticipating, panting, fidgeting, Wookie talk and general annoying behavior and that was just on the drive to the campground where we met with our daughter's family and a bunch of other people. Then she had to cope with two days of leashes, four other dogs all of whom were better behaved than her, and rules, rules rules!
She did manage to get off the leash once. Have you ever seen an old movie where everyone is trying to catch a greased pig? That's what it looked like. The dog took off like a shot, jumped on people, tore through a stranger's camp, avoided all attempts at capture until finally my daughter wrestled her to a stop. Thanks Jen. If you hadn't caught her, we'd probably still be running after her.
She slept well, though. In my bed, no less. And for an animal half my size, she sure takes up a lot of real estate. The bed is now looks as though it's covered with a yellow hair blanket. Bleech.
Not sure Bonnie will ever again get to go camping. Prospects don't look promising. Good thing she loves her babysitter.
