But, lo, that magic puppy! While there was an incident caused by a fight-picking chihuahua and there were several instances of Bixby flying off at the mouth (almost all because "Moooom!! I want to play, tooooo!"), he was amazingly well behaved. He got thoroughly loved upon, fed lots of good treats, and came to my defense during an aggressive hug-mauling*.
I love that beautiful shithead.
It was a beautiful day to be down by the river. The water was cold and clear.
The company was exceptional, the food was good, and the day was long.
It was good to be reminded - yet again - of the amazing, loving people we're surrounded by. It is truly a blessing.
*Apparently it's a grievous offense to be dry during a water fight. And now you know.