Each day seems to begin anew for our beloved animal friends, without the structure of a human calendar of events. I imagine that the only thing they notice about holidays — as opposed to any other day of the year — is that the people in their packs are home more, and may be more likely to play. Perhaps there are also better table scraps.
For the dogs at Brookdale’s Dog Park this morning, playing and romping were the tasks at hand, along with a group chase after one slimy tennis ball and a less gunky geometric-looking throw toy. Oh, yes, and they all seemed to enjoy peeing on the snowman in the corner of the park (seen in the above photo, in far left corner).
At any rate, Happy New Year Baristaville dogs. May your romp be long and healthy, and may a holiday feast be put in your bowl.