When my parents, Bobby and Wendi Warren, celebrated their anniversary, they let me go to one of my favorite vacation spots, Grandpa and Grandma’s house. (You might know them better as Bud and Dolores Breese.) While I love staying there, I still miss Mom and Dad a lot. I think they miss me too, because we seem to do something special after they pick me up. (If it isn’t dark and they’re not too tired.)
So on Sunday, March 5,they decided to take me to a place I have never been. They called it Freelander Park. I called it amazing! It was kind of cold on Sunday, so there weren’t many people there. I think maybe only one other car was in the parking lot.
I was so excited I jumped from the back of the car to the front almost faster than Dad could put the car in park. I settled down only long enough for Mom to hook my leash on. Mom is trying to teach me to wait to get out of the car until she gives me the go ahead. This has been really hard for me to learn. Not because I’m stupid, just because I get so excited I forget. So after what seemed like years, she let me get out and then I was off.
There was so much to see and sniff I didn’t know where to start. So when in doubt, I go for the closest tree. After taking care of some personal business, it was business as usual, aka my nose to the ground.
We were in the grass, on the parking lot, in a picnic pavilion, in a gazebo just to name a few places! I was all over. Thankfully Mom had my leash, ’cause she walks faster than Dad. But she could pick it up a little when we’re some place new. I never know if I am going to get back, so I have to check everything out.
We walked by a pond, but right now I have little interest in water. I am by no means a water dog, unlike my cousins, Parker and Admiral Nelson. Those boys are crazy for water! I don’t mind it sometimes, but when it’s cold, I much rather stay on dry land.
Incidentally, because it was cold (I think because of the wind) Mom got a little whiny. She wanted to leave because she was getting cold. I wasn’t ready to go so I dragged her around a little bit more. I found a little bridge to go to. Mom and Dad always like for me to go on bridges.
Then ’cause there was a big rock there, Dad wanted to get our picture on it. I decided it was too cold for me to sit on the rock. He had to settle for me sitting nicely on the ground next to Mom. I bet her backside was cold!
When they finally got me back into the car, which I was none too happy about, I think I heard them say we could come back. I hope so because I think there is this whole big disc golf course I have to check out. Not that I know what that is, but it sounds like a good place to investigate!
As an aside, I bet people would like this park, too. Although maybe when it is warmer. In addition to a pond for fishing, there is a playground and a swimming pool, too. I remember that the very first weekend when I was adopted into my family, they tried to take me swimming. It really isn’t my cup of dog chow, but I decided they were O.K. anyhow.
