Today we got to play our usual game of friz in the park. Yes, I believe I was in fine form. Glacier did a number of wonderful jumps, too. Overall we had a great time.
Then just as we were getting ready to head home, a nice man came over and talked to Daddy about us. He actually had Daddy show him our licenses! “How old do you think I am?” is all I could think of saying. Really, I was flattered that he thought I might have been a little young or something. Just to show him that I still am spry for my age, I found a nice stick and repeatedly dropped it on his feet. Yes, I had just had an exhausting game of friz, but I can still get up the energy to play Get The Stick!
I’m not sure if Daddy really liked talking to him. And it was odd that I had to wear my leash to walk home. Oh, well. I wonder if that man found other dogs to play with.