Chie was getting spayed today, which meant an overnight stay at Kalihi Pet Clinic. I came home full of guilt & worry about Chie, who absolutely freaked when she realized I wasn’t going to stay & get spayed too, to find Jack all weepy & distraught at Chie’s absence.
I’d had 3 hours of sleep (drop off was fricking 8:30am), & during the morning traffic Chie had gotten carsick & puked on me, & all over the car. I figured after I washed my dog vomit clothes & cleaned out my car, Jack & I could go do something fun, which he’s overdue for.
I did my washing, cleaning, & had a nap, & then we were off to the dog park. Jack was immediately converged upon by a bunch of dogs around his size, all friendly & eager to meet the new kid. This was not met with much enthusiasm on Jack’s part; he’d had a rough morning, after all.
Jack does well with my dad’s rather scary Rottweiler & overly rambunctious American Bulldog, as well as my brother’s American Bulldog. At the vet he’s normally eager to sniff noses with any dog he sees (with the exception of 1 English Bulldog… but it might have just been the copious amounts of snot that would have been involved.), so I had kinda expected him to be a little more eager to make new friends… but I guess not.
After convincing the welcoming committee that he didn’t want to jump in just yet, Jack kept to the perimeters awhile, sniffing pee probably. I wasn’t sure this dog park was that great of an idea at this point. Maybe Jack wasn’t in the mood to socialize today.
A big mistake, I found, was my petting & chatting with a friendly lab that had approached me. Jack immediately got in this dog’s face & then I had to pull him off. Everyone was looking, but thankfully no one looked worried. I glanced around to see if there were other dogs at the park that still had their sacks. There were. Ok, so Jack was just a jealous guy. I’ve dated some of those.
And then, a very lovely… fluffy white dog showed up, & Jack was all, “HEY BEBE.” What is that, a poodle? She was actually rather stunning, even to this human, with her gorgeous, bouncy coat. She could model the canine Pantene commercial & all the other dogs would hate her & call her a bitch.
Jack followed her around for a bit, but then she saw another fluffy white dog (I think also a female, but not anywhere near as flouncy) & the 2 of them ran off to girl talk & wrestle & whatnot. So, it’s like that. No wonder none of the other guy dogs had tried to squeeze in.
Jack seemed to be warming up to the whole dog socializing thing, & joined in with a race with a bunch of the other dogs around the dry half of the park, which is certainly his thing. The far end of the park had gotten muddy & I was gratified to see that Jack & his friends preferred to run on solid ground.
My trusty friend Jenna had shown up (in her dress slacks – now that’s dedication there) to keep me company, & as I stood there vicariously getting my daily cardio by watching Jack, she gasped & said, “Oh my God, look at that.”
It was Jack’s earlier flirtation. Man, had she been dragged through the mud together with her girlfriend. Her owner cried, “No — no!” as the 2 girls rolled around in a 4-foot diameter, at least 4-inch depth, puddle of liquid dirt & rotten vegetation. It was Girl Dogs Gone Wild. Jack was having none of that – it didn’t smell very good.
“She just got groomed 2 days ago,” her owner said.
“I’m sorry; I’ve got to get a picture of this,” I said.
Jack had, however, found his fun zone & was racing around the park, thankfully avoiding the wet areas, with various other dogs. The muddy females veered toward him at one point & he was careful to avoid them.
Basenjis are reputedly clean dogs, that groom themselves like cats, & so it’s no mystery that Jack would have no interest in… some dirty bitch. Sorry, couldn’t resist. On top of that the muddy water also reeked of rotting vegetation, & the smell was apparent from several feet away. I feel so sorry for that dog’s owner.
Jack was quite ready to go home by the time the sun was going down, & had much appetite for his dinner. Now if only I could convey to him that Chie will be coming home tomorrow, so to not get any ideas about any of those other dogs.