Another Scottie at Ambleside Park by the seashore. The rocks in the background are the edge of the shore, literally, the seashore. The Ambleside Beach is further down the path. The dog wasn’t listening to her owner, a short lady with a high pitched voice. She was screaming for Ettie (I think that was the dog’s name) to come back and not go onto the pathway.
Some dogs walk next to you. Some dogs walk in front of you. And then there are the dogs that walk with you.
Her owner, Manuella, is a lady from Nicaragua who just had her baby. She pushes her stroller with one hand and throw the ball with her ball thrower in her other hand. She told me:
Have you ever seen a dog with such big eyes? This whippet, mid-trot, looked back at me without breaking his stride and kept pace with his owner. His ears are perked up, which is quite unusual for whippets, who usually have their ears flopped to the side. It’s the sound of my camera and the sight of my own dog alongside me that made him pay attention.
Mid December in Vancouver BC and it’s only 5 °C. For the rest of Canada it’s balmy, almost warm. Calgary is -17 °C! and Toronto is -5 °C. For us in Vancouver, it’s cold. It’s just the same for Mr. B, a 4 years old Whippet. It’s cold and he feels it.
This is Mr. Mischief.
Mr. Mischief is a 9 years old bulldog mix (mostly bulldog), and he truly deserves that name.
I was walking along the winding Vancouver seawall with my dog, Dodoïte (pronounced: Dodo ïte) https://www.sritch.com/search/?s=dodo%C3%AFte. I heard barking and barking. I couldn’t see the dog or what it was barking at.
Like most people, I walk my dog several times a day around my neighborhood. Now and then we, me and my dog, like a change of scenery, so go to the Vancouver’s seawall. When the weather’s fine, we’re usually see at least one person cycling with their dog.
It was an early spring morning in Vancouver, with the air just warm enough to leave your jacket open or draped over the hips. I heard this woman repeatedly urging her dog to fetch the stick she had just thrown into the sea.
Imagine you’re at the park when this German Shepherd with a Frisbee in his mouth comes right up to you. He isn’t aggressive, but he really comes right up to you, almost touching you. It’s a dog park but you don’t know him.
