Well, I'm a venerable 6 years old as of yesterday, July 10th. To celebrate, we had a party with all my buddies out at Oak Island next to Dataw Island. Oak Island is basically about 100 or so acres of forest with trails winding through to a huge dock that stretches out to Jenkins Creek. Each day, we have what our owners call the "dog walk, one at 9:00 AM in the morning and then again at 4:00 PM. The walk gives us a chance to play, run, and basically drive our owners crazy by all sorts of aberrant behavior like rolling in deer poop, cavorting in muddy culverts and my favorite, eating grass. Dad doesn't like the grass eating because it disrupts my innards and results in (ahem!) unlady like poopies!
So yesterday we had a most excellent birthday party as we have done over the last several years; this has become an island favorite with the dog walkers and my buddies. Here's the whole gang out on the dock where we did some major butt sniffing, and had a really neat treat, "Dogsters," an icecream concoction for dogs; Dad says it smells like swamp mung!
In attendance were our main gang, Becky and Enzo, Rainbow, Jenny, Blue, Cocoa, Milly, Molly, Brutus, and Dixie. (Tucker was traveling)
We leave next Monday on the first leg of our sojourne, July 19th, so be sure to check in on my excellent adventure as it unfolds.
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