I went to a party for the dog shelter on Sunday and had the Best Time Ever. I got to see a bunch of “new to me dogs”. There were collies, pincers, and other fancy dogs. There were also a bunch of mutts like me milling around with their people. I was soooo good, I laid down like a normal dog and watched the belly dancers shake their stuff. They whirled and twirled and I didn’t try to join in even once! They were amazing but they didn’t shake their booty like I can.
They had a fun game I got to play. I’m proud to say that I won one of the “heats” Big Dog held onto a spoon with a treat on it. We had to walk across the room without me eating the treat. The first dog to get to the finish line won. I didn’t eat the treat and crossed to the finish line first. *insert applause here* I got a cool stuffed crocodile dog toy to play with. It squeaks. I wonder if it has any stuffing in it.
Casey Page, a photographer for The Billings Gazette was there. I got to meet her in person – not that I am the kind to name drop or anything. I had blogged about having a photo shoot with her Sunday and she must have read it! When I got there she said, “You must be Katie!” How cool is that? Very cool, I think. I’m starting to be semi-famous.
The pictures were being taken in a small room. Casey had white paper taped onto a table. Big Dog had to put me up there so I could do my photo shoot. I really didn’t care to be up so high. I even ripped her paper trying to get down. Casey was very nice and told us that most dogs do that. We also discovered her secret for taking great dog pictures! She makes noises for the subject of the picture. Tweets, trills, meows and a million other cool noises to catch a dogs attention. The noises caught my attention a few times so Casey could take some good pictures of me. All three of today’s pictures are from my photo shoot with her. I think that I have a girl crush on her.
I got to play with a few dogs outside. I raced figure eights in the lawn at Oscars Dreamland. It was a blast. Just when I thought the day was over, we loaded up and went to see my Grandma and Auntie. There was a little girl at the house for me to play with!! My Auntie’s grand-daughter was visiting and we played in the back yard. She would throw me pine cones and I would run to find them. Then leave them there. I didn’t want the game to end. Auntie and Grandma told me how pretty, smart, and wonderful I was. They seem to be pretty reasonable people.