Bunny here at the keyboard writing about my weekend adventure with Flattery.
Dad had this crazy idea that he and Mom should take Flattery and Küster to Bass Pro this weekend for a little walking around and socializing. I informed him that I needed to have an adventure to write about, so he agreed that I could go and be a role model for Flattery this time. I’m glad that he at least got his priorities straightened out. I was glad to get out and stretch my legs a little in a place that was nice and cool, since it’s gotten hotter than a pepper patch on the Fourth of July outside.
We walked in and right away at the turnstile, people started admiring us. The lady there gave both of us a couple of treats and I could tell that Flattery already thought it was a pretty nice place to be. They are very dog friendly at Bass Pro and they always roll out the red carpet for us when we come in. It’s nice to go someplace where they always give you the royal treatment. I mean, I am a princess after all, and Dad still expects me to share half of the bed with him. At Bass Pro, they know how to treat a dog.
We started walking around the store.
There were some boats near the front of the store and Dad needed a few minutes to drool over them. Several people near the boats started noticing us and I was proud of Flattery for remembering her manners. It wasn’t like greeting the public with an Infidel by your side, that’s for sure.
Dad led us around the back side of the store where it was less crowded because he didn’t want Flattery to get overwhelmed by the crowds. She was curious about a lot of things and checked everything out. She was very thorough in her investigation.
Eventually, we made our way around to the giant fish tank. It is one of the best parts of Bass Pro, if you ask me. You see, each store is unique and they have things in them that reflect the local area. So, the giant fish tank has fish that are native to Illinois swimming in it. I’m not sure exactly how big the fish tank is, but I have seen divers swimming in the tank before. It’s pretty impressive and lots of people congregate there to admire the fish. When Flattery and I showed up, they all stopped admiring the fish and mobbed us. Actually, they mobbed me, but then Flattery stepped up and tried to help manage the crowd. Fortunately, we got a few minutes to watch the fish before the crowd closed in on us. Flattery was more than a little fascinated by those fish. She did a great job of handling the crowd.
Finally, the crowd was dispersed and we made our escape so we could keep shopping. We were just checking out some camping gear when an alarm started going off in the store. I was not a fan of that alarm, but I kept calm. Flattery handled it with royal aplomb as well. It was a proud moment for Greyhounds. It seemed like it went on for a long time, but it probably wasn’t for as long as it felt like. I know that I was quite relieved to hear the quiet after they went off, and Dad had the treat bag, so he gave us treats for being calm while it was going off. That made it a lot less scary.
We did some more shopping after that. We checked out the dog toy aisle. Flattery is putting the Hyper Pet K-9 Kannon Ball Launcher on her Christmas list, even though she doesn’t understand what Christmas is about yet. She loves tennis balls more than anything else in the world, though, and a ball launcher is something that was made for her. I’m sure she’ll share it with Küster, and maybe Morgan if she’s interested.
After that, Mom had to stop and look at shoes. I’m still hoping we can get her those pink hiking shoes, but it hasn’t happened yet. In the shoe section, three of the store employees couldn’t resist gushing over me, and I very graciously allowed them to pet me. They all went on about how soft I am. Dad and Flattery arrived and they fawned over her, too. Then more customers came over to admire us, and Mom never did get to do any shoe shopping done. I guess that means that we’ll have to go back one of these days. That is fine with me.
Overall, I’d say that our shopping trip was a big success.
Flattery enjoyed all the sights and sounds and she didn’t embarrass us like another certain Black Tornado. She carried herself like a proper young lady the entire time we were inside. Then, we went outside and Mom wanted to take a few pictures of us by some of the neat things they have set up around the store, and the next thing we knew, Flattery was wading in the creek. I have a suspicion that Dad encouraged her to get in. I can’t really blame her, it was hot outside and it’s not like she tried to go swimming, she just did a little wading and got her toes wet. It was a great way to enjoy some time together on a hot Sunday afternoon.
Before I go, you might have heard about the Dogs of Blogville Calendar. Well, I just happen to have a photo entered, and I’d be ever so grateful if you’d vote for me. The money from the calendar will all go to charity, and the dog with the most votes will get to be on the cover. I would love to be that dog on the cover, that’s all I’m saying!