Being such a beautiful day, it was time to grab my favorite gal and head to the water. So Sadie and I were off to Stodders Neck Dog Park in Hingham for the first time. It was good. Different than the Randolph park. Bigger, so I actually got a little exercise too. She was lapping up that salt water. Wasnt too sure about that. On the way out, there is a ground level bubbler for the pups, so I let Sadie fill up on fresh water. Brilliant move. About 200 yards outside the parking lot, while waiting for the A/C to kick in, my fur covered ball of love blew lunch. Twice. Once on each side, because we all know dogs love to go back and forth. Those French fries Cara gave her were everywhere. This would really upset a lot of people, but it was in the 2002 dented, 3 hub capped Taurus my aunt gave us, which is basically Sadies car, and it is also a distant second in terms of dog accidents in a car driven by yours truly. About 35 years ago, while driving the Jamaica Way with our new black Lab puppy Dudley, I noticed a distinct odor in the air. Looking in the rear view mirror I spotted what appeared to be chocolate soft serve ice cream in the rear window. It wasnt. I had tossed Dudley in the back seat when she had started getting hyper. Another bad move. The one thought that has stuck with me all these years is, how did the guy behind me not hit a tree? I would have been laughing my butt off.
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 21:49:00 +0000
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