January 4th 2010 8:57 am
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Dad got all decked out yesterday. In the house he put on some different kind of boots than he usually wears. He put on his new jacket and his sunglasses were sitting on his warm hat on top of his head. He headed out and put long skinny boards on his boots. They just stuck right on those boots. He picked up some sticks and stuck his gloved hands through some loops at the end of the sticks. He invited me to go out the gate and around into our rocky pasture. That is where I get to play with the Chuck-It so I was very agreeable with going along with Dad.
Turns out, he didn't take the Chuck-It out there. He wanted me to follow him while he had those boards on his boots. He would move one board forward and kinda slide. Then he would push that board forward and slide. He was gliding over the little bit of snow that we have. I didn't have to follow too closely. I was able to sniff around some. When he got way out back in the corner I just didn't see the need to go way over there. A dog would have to turn around and come back so I stayed closer to the barn. Dad called to me but I only came about half way to him. Then the two little dogs came out to the fence and barked at me. It sure didn't look like Dad was going to play with the Chuck-It with me. I figured it was time to go inside about then. I went back to our yard gate.
Mom came out and let me into the yard. Zoe and Drover were mad at me. I guess because I was outside the wire, so to speak. Mom kept them from getting at me and tearing me to bits.
Zoe reported that Dad then went across the road on his boards. She watched him from her sentry post on back of the couch. He was gone quite awhile. He went around and around a bigger field over there. I think I could have gone with him, if I had wanted to. I didn't want to.
On another note, Mom hasn't tried to contact the shelter lady about my mystery leg surgery yet but I am developing an X shaped scar on the spot. I already had one scar from the previous injury, now the place where the bump was removed is going to be right over the old scar.
Kinda cool, huh?
That sounds like fun, maybe you should try it yourself. Maybe if you put some rawhide strips on your paws you could go sliding in the snow.
Oh Tux, I think that maybe your dad was enjoying himself and maybe the next time you can go and keep him company!
I think that is so sweet.. Your Dad was really wanting to hang around you. He must be a real special Dad.. My dad is so special to me too.. he scratches me on my back and wrestles with me.. Oh I could just go on and on when it comes to talking about my dad.. Him and Mom both.. they are real cool.. Glad you and your Dad had some fun together.. maybe next time you can find some boards to fit your paws and you can be doing what your dad was doing :O)