Mom surprised me this morning and took me to a park I've never been to before: Magnuson Park.
It was a little bit of a drive to get there, but it was a big place.
Can't let mom get too far away.
I ran into another Ridgeback. She's 8-years-old and still in good shape.
Can you tell which one is me?
Her humans seemed pretty nice, too!
Lookin' to see if maybe my buddy, Memphis, will show up.
It was a pretty big park and had a nice walking loop.
We met up with Memphis by the beach.
As you can see, HE was thrilled!
Me....not so much!
Water is not high on my list of fun (or even bearable) activities.
Memphis: "Check it out Remi. This is how it's done. You gotta at least get your feet in it."
Remi: " I dunno, man. It smells kinda funky."
Remi: " Ok. Uhhhh......hmmm. Feels kinda....wet! Yuck!
Memphis: "Woooo Hooo!!!!"
Remi: "whoopee (heavy sarcasm). Ok. I'm outta here."
Ok, so it was cool going to a new park. It was big, they had lots of poop bags, drinking water, a nice walking trail, human porta-poop stations, and the humans seemed nice and attentive to their 4-legged friends. But, considering the drive to get there and all the yucky water, I'm only giving it 3 paws (out of 4, of course).
Mom said we might try a different park again next week.
I'm hoping she skips the ones with 'water features.'