I went to a 40th birthday party tonight. The birthday girl and her hubby have a lab, whom I minded a couple of weekends ago. So I took Banjo. I dressed her up in a rainbow fairy dress before we left, but she tripped over it, so I had to take it off.
Apart from the lab there was a young coolie x. She and Banjo are 2 peas in a pod.
So I spent most of the time there watching the dogs having a party of their own. I had been warned beforehand that the gate would be left open, but I didn't think Banjo would feel tempted to go anywhere. But when I was ready to leave, I couldn't find her. After a few minutes of calling, she and her coolie friend finally returned, Banjo carrying a bone in her mouth. Looked fresh too! No idea where they'd been, but fortunately there was no traffic around there.
I love a good dog party... Banjo is now crashed out on the bed. Such a party girl!