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Sunday Afternoon Saga
What an evening! On Sunday afternoon Alex and I decided it would be nice to pack the neighbours dogs into the ute (pick-up) and take them out to the bay. We're taking the ute back on Friday, so this was our last opportunity (and we'd never take them in my little red car, especially as Jessie's an excited piddler). These two aren't exactly small puppies: Sam's a fuzzy Border Collie x Samoyed with a severe case of doggy ADHD, and his pal Jessie is a mongrel with a hefty dose of Great Dane. Never the less, come 4 o'clock Alex collected the mutts and we loaded them onto the back of the ute, climbing onto the tray ourselves to encourage them to jump on. Once they were both on I climbed of the tray to tie them on. Left foot down, taking the weight while right leg swings around, and *crash*! My gammy knee collapses and takes me with it, into the gutter, landing heavily on my left wrist. Fuckin' ow! Still, nothing too unusual for anyone lacking in the crucient ligament department, so I send Alex off for pain killer and ice packs, pulled myself out of the gutter (only literally, not mentally), and eventually we got under way.
It was the first time the dogs had been on a ute, so we were a bit worried about how they'd go. We kept an eye on them the whole way, and although they were a bit nervous at first they soon got the hang of it and we all made it to Nudgee Beach in tact, not even a dribble of piddle in the tray. Excellent! So we spend the next hour on the sand flats, Alex and the dogs running about, and me hobbling after them, camera in hand. The mutts absolutely loved it! When they finally made it all the way out to the water, Jessie went mental, running about in the water, chasing the waves. Neither of them wanted to come when we called them, but it was almost dark and we needed to get back home. So reluctantly we walked back to the car park, towelled the dogs off and loaded them on. ( Read on, the adventure is just beginning! )
It was the first time the dogs had been on a ute, so we were a bit worried about how they'd go. We kept an eye on them the whole way, and although they were a bit nervous at first they soon got the hang of it and we all made it to Nudgee Beach in tact, not even a dribble of piddle in the tray. Excellent! So we spend the next hour on the sand flats, Alex and the dogs running about, and me hobbling after them, camera in hand. The mutts absolutely loved it! When they finally made it all the way out to the water, Jessie went mental, running about in the water, chasing the waves. Neither of them wanted to come when we called them, but it was almost dark and we needed to get back home. So reluctantly we walked back to the car park, towelled the dogs off and loaded them on. ( Read on, the adventure is just beginning! )
