The first week of camp was last week and it rained every single day. My dogs will roll in a puddle, jump in a lake, and splash in their pool, but if there is even a tiny bit of rain coming from the sky, I can't drag them out of the house. This week, it's been much nicer weather, and aside from the 2 hours a day that sports is on the field with a ball (which both Olivia and Griffin will steal and pop at the first opportunity), they are free to roam around camp freely.
Today was sweltering and they were stuck in the house most of the day, except for swimming. They were very unhappy with me, and I felt bad, but the house is cool and I knew that even in my office or outside, they would overheat. Some dogs live in a kennel for hours and hours every day or live on the street. My dogs have a pile of bones, the couch they lounge on all day, treats, freezie pops Nurse Julie gives them every day, visits from staff, and yet, today they were feeling very mistreated. They were brave and managed to suffer through the hardships...
|Walk?! Not these bulldogs!!|
They ride shotgun and are driven door to door...
|Being the boss means that the staff have to be nice, even when|
the activity they are teaching gets interrupted by a sassy puppy...
|Loving the beach on a hot day.|
|At the beach...|
|Griffin is quite the swimmer|
|Also loving the beach...|
|Olivia's favorite time of the day is when she |
gets attention from a field full of campers
|Griffin's favorite time of the day is when he is the center of attention|