Catch Up

So yes, I’ve been slacking off yet again, not a big surprise. Anyways last Sunday I went out to see the folks as I had planned to get the new furniture and what not but we couldn’t get a truck rented. So we’ll be doing that this Saturday. Either way had a nice day out there with Drifter and Boone. Drifter was overjoyed to see me and even played with Boone like a puppy until he got tired. Boone fell into the pool, poor guy looked like a rat trying to get out after he surfaced. I yanked him out by the collar and he ran for his life to the neighbor’s yard. I took a whole whack of pictures and even a few of Drifter running! –gasp-

In more recent news I decided to ride my bike more as sitting around all day stuffing my mouth is doing very little good for me. I knew Boone needed some good workouts as well as he never gets tired so I figured why not bike and walk Boone at the same time? One problem Boone is afraid of bikes… well not afraid I don’t think but he’s wary and not a big fan of them. If they go past him normally he’ll either get very upset then bite whoever he can or lunges at the bike/runs off after it. I wasn’t sure how he was going to respond, would he try to bite me? Figured the only way to know and to get him used to bikes was to try and keep trying. The first couple minutes he wasn’t too sure, kept giving it the hairy eyeball and then it all came together and he was loping alongside the bike beautifully without a hitch. Well, our turning needs some work but that’ll come along I’m sure. Yay Booney!

Yesterday night we went down to see the Canada Day fireworks. I brought Boone more as a test to see how far he has come and to show him people aren’t bad. He’s never shown fear to loud noises so I didn’t think the fireworks would scare him. It was pretty crowded once we got down there but he didn’t act up too bad a few little scurries to run away from an ice cream truck and some screaming 14 year old girls. He had his muzzle on just in case however, I sat on the ground with him once the fireworks started and he climbed into my lap watching the light show, there were a few moments were he started to shake but the last firework was the worst, I scared the crud out of me when it went off, it was so loud and long. A lot of people were covering their ears and Boone attempted to run backing up and starting to panic. I pulled him in covered him with my sweater and snuggled into his head which seemed to help. Once that was over I sprang up and darted into gaps in the crowd to try and get the heck out of dodge as fast as possible. Boone did well, he was all to eager to leave but we managed to get out of the crowd pretty quick and Boone was trotting ahead of me tail wagging and nose held high inhaling the smell of the pubs and Tim Horton’s that we parked beside. My only complaint with the night was the amount of people that stepped on him, kicked him, and hit him in the head when they were moving their lawn chairs around to find a good spot, not only did no one except for one guy say sorry but they all turned and gave me dirty looks! I was ready to start screaming at them, and the little 14 year old girls that kept screaming at the top of their lungs right behind us.

So that was the last week in a brief overview. Saturday we head out to Hamilton and collect the new furniture. Yay!