Yesterday a friend and I took our dogs to Black Forest Regional Park. As seen in this photo, BFRP was mostly charred by the 2013 Black Forest wild fire, which started several hundred feet outside the park boundaries. Despite this, we had a lovely walk under cloudy skies, looking at the wild-flowers and Pikes Peak in the distance.
Monday, a friend and I took our dogs to the Black Forest Regional Park. The park is adjacent to the subdivision where the Black Forest Fire of 2013 started and 74% of the park timber burned in that fire. It was closed until fairly recently until walking trails could be made safe for the public. Pikes Peak is hidden by the burnt, twisted pine.
Rion is a bit scruffy these days, but I took this photo with my new cell phone anyway.
I love the way Rion crosses his paws when he is resting.
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Rion and Bits will play like this until they simultaneously collapse.
This hardly ever happens: I can count on the fingers of one hand the times I have found both Lightning and Rion on the same bed.
Rion looks nice and trim after a visit to the Bad Place this morning.
I saw this Aussie at the Black Forest Festival on Saturday. He was working very hard to keep himself entertained while his people watched the parade.
Here is photographic evidence that I gave Rion his new toy, as instructed. He played with it for a while, then took it into his crate to use it as a pillow. Rion is the first dog we’ve had that both plays with his toys, and doesn’t destroy them within fifteen minutes of acquisition.
Rion went to the Bad Place (aka the groomer’s) on Friday. What with one thing and another, this is the longest he had gone without grooming since he was a puppy. (The downside of a dog that doesn’t shed is that they have to be groomed regularly.) I had forgotten what a trim dog was underneath all the fluff. He looked like a 1970’s shag carpet. Oddly enough, although he was shaking when I parked the car at the Bad Place, he followed quite readily into the anteroom. Then he planted his butt looking dreadfully pathetic until the groomer scooped him up and carried him off.