Yesterday we drove down to the river to Glen Valley Regional Park. There are some trails along the river, which, being a park, are on-leash trails, but it was a change of scenery for all of us. At first we walked down to the water's edge, as there was a nice bit of sand showing along the edge. Instead of heading back up to the trails, we headed east along the river, and then a wonderful sand bar appeared. That part of the river is still affected by the tides to some degree, and it was around the time of the low tide, so that combined with the lower water levels at this time of the year probably played a part in the appearance of the bar. It was doggy fetching heaven.
Jake was thrilled
The sand was deep and soft
He practiced his sliding stops
Calli was planning on sending her rock to China
Here's a stick
Can you throw it for me?
Posing, who has time for that...................... when there are sticks to fetch
But some how or other, the sticks kept disappearing.
So Luna found one that would be hard to lose
Jake, can you get 'em to throw it for us?
Larry ended up walking back to the river bank to round up some more sticks
Jake got rid of some of the water that was slowing him down
Luna waded out to get a head start.
Geez, I hope no hungry sturgeon are swimming by
Okay, we're ready
And Jake is the winner, which is a good thing
He always brings it right back to you, unlike some dogs we know. In fact, he is quite happy to pick up where Luna leaves off, and deliver it to our feet.
Sometimes though, much to Jake's disgust, Luna beats him to it
And what's worse, SOMETIMES she doesn't bring it back, or drop it, but she tries to bury it in the sand. And Jake hates to get a mouth full of sand
Bark!Bark! --quit digging in the sand--Bark!Bark!--how can they throw the stick if we don't get it back to them--Bark!Bark!
And Jake has a shrill bark, verrry irritating, and we got to hear it twice.
For every bark he did, a second later we got the echo of it as it bounced off the island on the other side of the channel.
My original blurb is below. This blog was started to show some of our customers where their food is coming from. But...since there aren't actually many of our customers reading it, and just because I wanted to... this blog now is all over the map. Lots of dog stuff, places we go, things we do, and of course gardening and animal stuff, and whatever else I feel like rambling on about.
We live on a 10 acre hobby farm in the Bradner area of Abbotsford, British Columbia. We are vendors at the White Rock Farmer's market, selling a large variety of items. These include jams, jellies and marmalades, sewn items, free range eggs, cut flower bouquets, fresh vegetables, herbs and fruit. We grow organically, although are not certified organic. As of summer 2017, our hobby farm houses 2 humans, 2 dogs, 1 cat, 1 ewe, and 80-99 laying hens.