Reunited

I had a great time with Italian Greyhounds Misters Mickey and Conan this morning … we did some off-leash work on the golf course: Then we were set upon by rampaging beasties: Hardly! The lovely pit on the right of the picture is a former client from four years ago, who just happens to live right around the corner from Conan and Mickey. I was so happy to see Zack the pit and his person. But would Zack remember me? He approached me gingerly … “You look sort of familiar, but you smell really familiar. Is that eau de hot dogue you’re wearing?” Then came the moment of clarity. “Hot Dog Lady! Is that really you?” We had a joyful, hot dog-filled reunion, and then Zack and his person did a little training demo for me. Zack’s new sister Zoe the black lab was there as well, but I’ll guiltily admit I only had eyes for Zack. Conan tried to horn in on the action: I think Conan and Mickey resented my split affections … they were all, “Um, isn’t this our time? Why is he getting treats?” We tried to get a family photo (they’re “cousins” – don’t you see the resemblance?) but that proved difficult: We ended up with some good old-fashioned dog play: And I said farewell to a favorite former student: