...the dogs will play! Eloise is enrolled at the nursery attached to Nicole's work and has been attending on Mondays for a few weeks now, building up her hours. Today was her first full day, which gives me a day off (richly deserved, though I say so myself).We dropped her off at around 9 this morning with dogs in tow and headed up to Nudgee Beach where they chased balls slung from our ball slinger and sticks lobbed into the river. The tide was high and the waves lapped into a little forest of what I, with my lamentable knowledge of Aussie flora, can only describe as trees. We padded through the mud around the trees for a bit then got back to the beach and Tiny was at sixes and sevens deciding whether she wanted to chase the stick enough to get wet to fetch it - which she invariably did, keeping afloat not through any natural bouyancy but my batting down the water hard enough with her front legs to keep her head above water.
We marvelled at how unfit the dogs have become and reflected on the status dogs seem to have here; whereas we regard our dogs as keeping us fit with long walks etc while keeping themselves healthy by running about ten times as we walk exploring, as they do, every available nook and cranny, the general attitude here is not to walk dogs at all in many cases, and if you do, to walk them on-leash to the off-leash area then let them empty themselves and toss them a couple of sticks for ten minutes before returning home feeling perhaps a little saintly.
We might a guy from Indooroopilly who walks his pair up on the remote tracks of Mount Coot-tha and gave us some pointers which we might take him up on. Perhaps things aren't so dismal after all.
Eloise had a great time at nursery. She was there until five o'clock.
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