Maggie came for a 2 month dogcation and we went quite often to what became known as the dog park "Lake Isabella". As usual she wanted the ball thrown (imagine that lol :-p ). Apparently the grass had grown quite tall during spring and the county had to mow it and bail it later. Meanwhile before it was bailed Maggie had great fun jumping and digging through the "sea" of grass. Half the time she couldn't find it and I would have to walk in the general area before she did. This time though she decided to find it herself. I swear you can almost hear her saying from afar 'I know it's in here somewhere Mom. I'm diggin diggin diggin for it. Must find the treasure of my ball for Mom to throw it again' and meanwhile I"m just tellin her 'find it girl! you can do it!' . Naw we didn't have fun at all lol ;-).
In all honesty though the real treasure wasn't the ball, it was being able to spend time with her in this park. We made it a daily ritual almost to go here since she could run and be safe and I didn't have to worry about her by the road at the house plus there was way more for her to sniff/explore.
Too bad she can't be at the new house but at least she can come for visits and stay at Grandpa Mike's and we can go visit our favorite park again.
