Back In the Game with a Monday Mischief Story

Jack's nose, Zora's face

Yup, even the rats lucked out w/small rope toy!

Hi guys! Sorry I've been so absent lately. I've missed you all, and I've missed writing! My AmeriCorps term is ending this week, so I figured I'd kick the blog back up into gear. It's a great time to get back into it because I had a freakin' awesome weekend!

For those who didn't know, Thursday was my birthday, and we somewhat celebrated it over the weekend by going to a bunch of fun places. Saturday, we opened up the weekend with a trip to Pet Refuge's annual Mutt March with Zora and Jack as our representative mutts. They had fun, we had fun. And oh, the goodies they snagged!! They're very lucky mutts, and of course they're sharing with Midget.

Right after that, we dropped them off and went to Potawatomi Zoo for the Volunteer Appreciation Luncheon. Of course, that was a great time too. It may have been dog-free, but it definitely wasn't animal-free! I got my first glimpse at one of the new chimpanzees, and the new male Amur Leopard. We are hoping he gives us some babies with the zoo's female! :) I received a wonderful pin, and won a pretty cool notebook. I want to thank Potawatomi Zoo for the great experiences and wonderful opportunities that they have given me! Thank you Potawatomi Zoo!

The rest of the day was spent walking Midget and taking her for a drive to make up for the Mutt March ordeal, and then relaxing at home. However, come Sunday, Jack had managed to mischievously sneak into our plans again! We went on a trip to Mt. Baldy at the Indiana Dunes. It was way too wavy to actually get in the water, so Jack and I sat on the edge for awhile, getting our faces smacked by waves - BOL.

And oh, that naughty, mischievous boy - In a split second, while I was distracted by our picnic lunch, Jack managed to slip his leash off my arm and take off, bounding, after a poor little shih-tzu. Actually, I don't think the shih-tzu was that bad off - her mom was! Of course Jack didn't want to hurt the pup, but a 105 lb dog bounding towards you with his mouth wide open just isn't a friendly sight. The lady had great fur-mom instincts, though, and swooped her pooch up faster than a greyhound. After an embarrassing apology and a prompt recall for Jack, everything in the world was once again well - at least, I hope. Let me just give another apology to that poor, rightfully worried woman and her little dog for my distraction and my big dog's goofiness!

Anyways, that's the end of my weekend "tail". What were all of you up to this weekend?

And let me just add, I am so happy to be back! Hopefully I still have some willing readers left out there - somewhere? Leave me and the gang some comment luv and let me know you're still there!


-Cynthia