Are you talkin' ta me?

Are you. Talkin. ta me?

Shhh! Don't tell PETA....

But I think our Addie has a bit of a drinking problem...

"Down in a hole,
Losing control..."

Much sniffing and some gnashing of teeth

Saturday's trip to the dog park to meet co-worker Amy's dog Flush went fairly well. Once Houla and Flush came to blows and then reached an agreement over the tennis ball situation, they seemed to get along fine. He's a lot like Houla when she was younger...
They seem to be friendly in this pic... even though I think Flush has got one eye on Houla and one on the tennis ball.


It wasn't that hot, but there was still a lot of foaming at the mouth (check out that righteous spittle beard she's sporting!)


There's was even more of this:
(A few times, the dogs formed booty-sniffing conga lines)


Flush was hilariously never far from his ball...


And then they went home happy.