Saturday we took her to High Park, which was fun but rather wet. On the sidewalks we couldn't move for more than a couple of minutes before having what we're calling "the Cobalt conversation":
Them: Ooooh how cute! He's adorable! How old is he?
Us: She's 15 weeks.
Them: What unusual colours! What breed is she?
Us: She's a miniature Australian Shepherd.
Them: She's adorable! What's her name?
Us: Cobalt.
Them: Isn't she cute!
[etc]
In High Park we encountered a playful collie named Snickers and her owner (we never seem to get the owners names) who was as keen to play as Cobalt was. We had the camera, so we managed to get some shots, though not 'til after they'd jumped around a fair bit.
Snickers
Cobalt's always curious about new dogs
She's a little rambunctious at times
But Snickers didn't seem to mind
Snickers' owner gets the Tongue of Doom treatment
1 comment:
Beautiful collie - great shots.
And btw, no one ever gets the owners names. In 20 years of taking dogs to parks, I have probably learned one name, at most. Owners are usually identified as "Gypsy's daddy", "Beau's mommy", "Cobalt's daddy", etc.
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