Today we went to the Botanic Gardens. Noel was our designated dog handler. There are tons of dogs at the Gardens, Ruby usually has a tough time greeting the other dogs without barking insanely at them. Grrr, I’m the meanest Laborador Retriever ever! Don’t mess with me or I will lick you to death! Bark, bark, grrr, grrr.
I realize that this isn’t Ruby’s fault really, it’s our fault because we are such wimps that Ruby feels like it’s her duty to protect us from even the smallest schnauzer.
But with Dad at the other end of Ruby’s leash, she seemed to know that he was in charge and with only one exception, Ruby pretty much behaved. (There was a bit of a growling match at the cafe, I think I saw Ruby’s teeth, but the other dog was wandering off leash, not a good idea. I didn’t get a good look at it, I only turned when I heard the growling).
Dad, who I know has always wanted a dog, loves Ruby and presented her to every little kid walking in the park. “Come on over! Nice dog!” It was very sweet to see.