Dog Run

I'm a runner, and Dasher usually runs with me. It's a great way to expend some of his young-dog energy. Last week, I ran the Peachtree Road Race in my beloved hometown of Atlanta. Sixty thousand people run the race, and there just isn't any room for pets. In lieu of Dasher's presence, I wore this shirt:

Shirt from johnshipe.com

I bought the shirt from John Shipe, a musician in Oregon who happens to have a pit bull. He knows the bad rap his pal gets, and he decided to write a song called "Pit Bull Blues" about the undue stereotyping. Watch the video on YouTube - you'll love the message!


Although Dasher did not run with me, he did run with all of his doggie friends. All. Day. Long. They played so much that he and his best friend slept all the way home to Knoxville. They started the trip like this:

Gracie and Dasher snoozing in the backseat
July 4, 2012

By the end of the car ride, they had ended up this way:

They're a pack all to themselves!

I'm a proud doggie mama and will most definitely hang a framed copy of this one on the wall.

Chew Love

I've mentioned once before that Dasher despises baths. The entire idea of water pretty much repulses him. So, to reward him for letting my wash him, he gets a special treat afterwards. I'd say it's worth it, and I bet he agrees.

That rawhide is as big as he is!

Look at his wagging tail!

I love when they use their paws like little hands.