Boogy Days of Summer

With the heat ratcheting up a notch the dog days of summer have officially arrived. Speaking of which, Boogy has lost about 10 lbs and is much more active as of recent. We’ve been taking him occasionally to a pond behind our neighborhood where there have to be about 50 bullfrogs that regularly congregate for the usual casual coupling and what not. The hilarity started the first time we took Boogs with us. The pond is only about 30-40 feet in diameter and as Boogy runs around, the frogs all jump into the water just out of reach in front of him and drive him absolutely nuts. They hop back out of the water relatively quickly and the process repeats itself until all the frogs are in the water, at which point Boogy leaps forth and tries even more sadly to get them in their element. He usually does some shallow dives with his head and ends up getting a bit choked up. Meanwhile more frogs make their way back on the bank and the process resets itself. The first night we did this, Boogs went non stop for about 30 minutes. Every now and then we’ll catch one for him to sniff and that eye and nose near the prize keeps him very motivated.

Some of the bullfrogs are pretty big and must smell good to dogs.

Boogs also went to Bark at the baseball park last week and met lots of other dogs there. While I was unable to attend due to my rescue squad shift Monday night, Abby informed me that there was a doorbell sound they played several times over the speakers, which set off a chain reaction of dogs barking around the field. On one occasion the pitcher had to actually stop and laugh.

Waiting for balls (base variety)

Two weekends ago we also fetched a very large piece of driftwood Abby had been eyeing on the shore at Concord park. Our plan is to somehow get this monstrosity out of the water enough to cut it up into segments and make benches out of it. While I was sick on the retrieval day, Abby and her parents paddled our canoe over to the park, tied the log up and towed it back to our shoreline near the house where it is tied now. The log turned out to be 35 feet long and unexpectedly huge. So now were’ brainstorming of different way to get it out of the water with everything from a boat trailer idea to a hand winch and levering it up onto the shore. For now we’re content to let it sit while we think of the best way.

Loading up Boogy who was little to no help and 60-70 lbs of extra weight (wet dog).

Corralling the log from the shoreline where it was half floating was no easy task.

Log wranglers.

Pre departure from Concord with Boogy offering some help by standing on the log.
It took 30 minutes to get over to the log and about 1:30 to paddle back with it.