The Doggie Beach

Yesterday, we took Rocco and Molly to the doggie beach. It's a tiny part of the beach on Lake Michigan dedicated to dogs. They were so excited! They behaved beautifully. Even though there were several other dogs there, they were so intent on catching their Frisbee they didn't even notice the other dogs.
Here are some pictures of our day.

















And I saved the best for last....look at my crazed Rocco, going for the Frisbee. He looks like Batman!


The BEST part of this adventure (for us) was that they slept from after dinner until this morning. Not a peep out of them. They are still sluggish today.
Poor babies.

Peek-a-boo

We have to hide the frisbee. If we keep it in the house, in a closet, Rocco & Molly will stalk that closet. They will sit in front of it, sleep in front of it, walk slowly by it, always hoping we will open the door so they can be reunited with their beloved frisbee.
So we hide it.
Um, see if you can find it.......



We have to hide it in the grape vines in the arbor over our patio.



This is easier in the summer amid the folliage, than in the winter amid the bare branches.
But our pups play frisbee in the summer heat or the winter snow.
They just love their frisbee.

Actually this is a great preface for a post on what we have to hide from Rocco.
Stay tuned for that post!

Sunday Frisbee Day

Rocco had a great afternoon playing frisbee. Our boy loves his frisbee.

Impatience with Impatients

Rocco eats flowers.
Um, among MANY other things.
This morning I noticed that he had started to eat part of my impatients, then he tried to drink the dirty water in the planter from the recent rain.
Because, seriously, the two gigantic bowls of water in the house (one for Molly and one for Rocco) is just not enough water for a growing boy.

Vanity thy name is Rocco

My sister was over last weekend. When I tried to take a picture of her with Rocco, he jumped onto the bathroom sink and looked at himself in the mirror, then it seems as if he smiled for the camera.
You be the judge.