7.21 Decision - Saturday in the Park

Bestest Friend and I are doing a blog project. Every day we will write a blog post on a pre-determined topic chosen by a random noun generator. The theme for the twenty-first day of the month is "Decision."

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It was a glorious Saturday in Wisconsin. I woke up without a clear agenda, but pretty soon I got a message from a friend asking if we'd like to do a playdate at the dog park. This was an easy decision to make. Oh, yes, we really would.

The cast of characters:

You already know Hannah, she of the sniffing, occasional zoomies, and the awareness of where her person is at all times.

But then there's Jack. He's an old hound with stiff legs, but still likes to get into the scrum once in a while. He's also always smiling and loves it if you would just pay him some attention. 

But Jack's younger brother is Henry (Hank), a basset hound with no boundaries. He is the absolute star of the dog park. He'll let anyone pet him. He just goes around from person to person with no regard for personal space. He also does not listen worth a lick, so while Jack and Hannah are good puppers who never stray from sight, who even knows where Hank is most of the time. He's far more social than the other two, but he has also destroyed multiple remotes, pairs of shoes, and a sofa, so yeah, he's so cute.  Good thing.

We did a couple of loops, chatting about the weather, our dogs, and our mutual friends. We ran down Hank when he almost drowned in a mud puddle. We praised Hannah for not attacking a guy in Wisconsin Badgers hoodie and a baseball hat (very suspicious, I guess). We were nearly knocked over by an overeager Great Dane. There was a German shepherd with the fuzziest coat that Hannah could not get enough of. And there was a Belgian Malonis mix named Bear whose body shape and coloring was so much like Hannah that they could have come from the same litter. 

I think going to the park was a very good decision.

Did you have any fun Saturday activities?