I'm FIVE

Kassa had a big weekend last weekend.  He turned Five!  On Saturday there was some basking in the sunroom, but most of the time Kassa and Ricky followed us around. 

 They new something was up!  Every time I went to the garage they followed me to the door, eagerly anticipating the tell tale signs of travel.  Believe me they know them.  Was that the sound of Dad taking the water bowl and muzzles out of the dog closet.  Wait.. Did the garage door open?.. OMG.. the blankets! he just went down with the blankets to put in the back seat of the car.  Is Mom getting ready?  WOW, Mom only comes to the really good good stuff!  By this time there is a flurry of excitement at the top of the stairs. Ricky will even let out a greyhound bark of encouragement.  The boys were not disappointed.  We headed over to our gracious hosts house for a much anticipated shrimp boil.  Our friends had recently been on vacation and had brought back some fine food from the sea.  We had shrimp, blue crab, corn on the cob, sausage and potatoes, plus deserts and beverages.  As you can see below, Kassa positioned himself for to take advantage of any opportunity that may present itself.  

One opportunistic actually did present itself and Kassa got a hold of a nice crab.  The adults were all greyhound people though, and so had no trouble recovering it, and no qualms about consuming it after.

If you have read the last post you will know that Ricky is in stitches at the moment.  As he has healed up very nicely, last weekend was the first opportunity that I gave him to jump around and have some fun.  Ricky would run around with any toys laying about the yard to make sure that Kassa and the other dogs couldn't  take them.   This time, there were two many toys for Ricky to horde, so Kassa followed Ricky around and managed to dismember any toys Ricky could not protect.  He managed to rip the head of a particularly indestructible squeaker toy and he also found a plastic foot. It is now a foot with no toes.  

 The neighbors also provided a few wiener dogs for the grey's entertainment and all the dogs took advantage of the fact that the people were to distracted by the food and beverages to pay them much heed.

It was a perfect evening that had the coolness of the threat of rain and thunderstorms which never materialized upon us.  The next morning we were all moving a bit slowly.  My wife and I were still stuffed from a fantastic dinner.  Kassa threw up a few plastic toes on the carpet.  Nothing says you had a good time like plastic toes on the carpet in the morning.