Back from doggie camp

We had a super early flight this morning - 6:36 a.m. out of Nashville. Yikes. Poor Mike, since he had gone to the honky tonk last night (which he said ended up really just being a bar, and the crowd was going to the honky tonk after a few drinks, but by that time it was 11:30 p.m., and, well, he had an early flight. Still, he didn't get back to the hotel until almost midnight.).

Poor me because my head still hurts. And I wish it were because I was out all night partying.

So up at 4:00 a.m. and off to the airport. A smooth ride home, with a connection through Detroit, and we headed straight to Fur Get Me Not to pick up Goldie.

To make any parent proud, when we got there and told the staff person that we were picking up Goldie, she said, "aw, I was hoping she'd be here a while longer!"

(She probably says this to all the parents. Just like the butcher probably flirts with all the girls. But I still pay more just to go to that butcher.)

Goldie is excited to see us, and we get her report card. Two comments are of note.

On Friday, the facility had a special activity day for the dogs (I'm hoping they'll post pictures). For Friday, Goldie's report was:

"Goldie learned how to use the agility equipment today. She went through the tunnel and under (yes, under) the hurdles."

And yesterday, evidently she was bossy:

"Goldie has just been enjoying her Saturday taking it easy. She did regulate some of the dog's play, though."

Ooops.

Home and an immediate bath for the dog. Love the boarding facility, but, man, does she smell like dog when she gets back from it!

We barricade off part of the back porch and hose her down....

... and suds her up....

... brush her teeth...

... and then leave her outside to dry. Doesn't she look pathetic? Like maybe we've been beating her, instead of just giving her a bath. Tough life. Finally, this cracked me up. There must have been something on the porch that this squirrel wanted. It watched us the entire time, lying flat on it's back like it was trying to blend into the fence.
Okay, not the most exciting post. But, give me a break! I was up at 4:00 a.m. this morning!