Bunny here at the keyboard, writing about my rather awesome weekend.
First, for those waiting to hear if there was any news about that test I must have taken while I was at the vet last Monday (I think I slept through it, to tell you the truth), we still haven’t heard any news. My human said a lot of people have been asking about me, and I have to tell you that I am feeling great. Those bad teeth were holding me back more than I realized and now that they’re gone, I feel like a new dog.
One thing that has been an inconvenience, however, is wearing that muzzle. It’s better than wearing the cone that a lot of dogs have to wear, though, and I am glad I have it right now, even though I would really like to lick those stitches. Not every hound gets to wear her princess status on her nose, though, and I am using this as an opportunity to remind everyone of my royal status.
Anyroo, back to my awesome weekend. In case you live under a rock and didn’t know, Saturday was Love Your Pet Day and our humans made sure we all got to celebrate. Küster got to run a special trail and Morgan got to take a ride in the car to pick up some things with Dad all by herself. I’m not sure what else they got to do during their special time, but I know they were happy Shepherds. Flattery and I got to take a special outing with our humans and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.
It turned out that Saturday was also a perfect weather day. It felt like late spring, the sun was shining and humans were walking around without coats. Even if it weren’t Love Your Pet Day, it was too nice to waste. There’s a store called Gordman’s that had a special shopping day for pets and we went in to check it out for ourselves. We weren’t the only ones in there shopping, although we were the only big dogs at the time. We saw a small dog in a stroller, a few riding in carts or being carried and some cats riding in a cart while we were there. Mom got a toy for us and we got in line to pay for it. Flattery saw a loofah in a bin and went crazy for it, much to the amusement of the other people in line. I tried to pretend she wasn’t a Greyhound, but nobody bought it. She was hopping around with that crazy dog look in her eyes as she tried to convince Dad to let her have it. Fortunately, he did not and eventually we moved away from it and made our purchase. I’m not going to lie to you, shopping took a while because people kept stopping to pet us, ask questions and say that they’ve met a Greyhound. We should have charged Gordman’s for our appearance, but I guess it’s just a part of life as a celebrity.
We weren’t finished with our fun yet, though.
After we left Gordman’s we went down to the East Peoria side of the riverfront. There’s a nice park and trail there, but it doesn’t get as much use as the Peoria side does. It was a lovely place for a stroll, however, because it was easy walking, which is required for me this week and it was paved, so the warm weather didn’t turn the path into a muddy mess, which my human appreciated since we were riding in the Princessmobile.
We weren’t the only ones walking there, either. We saw quite a few humans and human puppies enjoying the warm spring zephyrs. There was even another dog there, too, but we didn’t get to sniff her. She was a cute little white Chihuahua, but Mom didn’t think it wise for Flattery to get too up close and personal. In any event, we had a lovely stroll and enjoyed a lot of fresh air.
To my great delight, there was one more surprise in store.
We made our last stop at Starbucks and enjoyed some of their fantastic beverages. Those puppucinos are divine. I offered to give my human’s frappucino a taste, too, but she started in with the excuses about how it wasn’t good for me and saying I’d had a treat of my own. I am not sure how that relates to her sharing hers, which was obviously bigger than mine or I wouldn’t have been done first, but that’s the way the dog biscuit crumbles, I guess.
All in all, we had one fantastic day spending time together and I think this holiday needs to come around more than once a year. Now that it’s over, we’re back to typical February weather, too. It sure was nice to get a taste of spring, and here’s hoping the groundhog was right and it will be here to stay early.