I have been forced to go to stupid obedience school. Oh save me! I hate obedience! It is all about staring at Momma and to be honest, she just isn't all that interesting. But I am willing to fake it for a couple of cookies. Does that make me cheap?
Actually, this particular class isn't so bad. The instructor assumes that all the handlers are experienced and the dogs know the basics so there is lots of action and different stuff and less talking (well, and my pals Tula - stay back 20 ft. - and Norwood - teacher's pet - are there too).
This weekend, Momma made her annual trip to that Wal-Mart store to acquire a new swimming pool. We need a new one every year because by the end of the summer, the existing pool has always suffered an irreparable hull breach.
This year it is green!
Seems like it took forever to get the outside hoses hooked up and water running.
The Relentlessly Huge took a somewhat passive approach to moving things along.
Due to technical difficulties with the garden hose, the pool was relocated to the patio where there was (finally) running water.
OK, let's get this show on the road.
Damn! The patio hose is slow! I couldn't wait! I needed to water down my insides.
While the Relentlessly Slow of Movement just waited on the dry bed all moaning and groaning.
Here's something you don't see every day.
I finally convinced momma that the pool would fill faster without that squirty thing on the hose, but it was still painfully slow.
I just couldn't wait for the deep end to get to proper depth. Ouch!
That was refreshing. But I have my eye on the house next door awaiting the grand opening of their REAL swimming hole!
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