|Channeling Janet Jackson, 'what have you done for me lately?'|
Much like his mom, Otto has never really understood how to play. Lately, he's been super antsy and full of extra energy. I'll take him for a long walk after work and then when we get home he'll stand beside me whining and jumping on my chair in an attempt to get me to play with him. Today (a Saturday), he was full of energy. He had three walks this morning (including one extra fun walk in the woods), yet all afternoon he was following me around whining, torturing the cat and acting, well, kind of puppy like.
So, this afternoon, I decided we should go out to the dog park so he could play. Mind you it's 45 degrees and raining, so I wasn't super excited about standing out in the cold. But, he needed a walk so I figured I might as well be miserable at the dog park.
So, we get to the park and I'm patting myself on the back about what a good dog mom I am, and what happens?????? Otto walks around the perimeter of the park peeing, then stands beside me and stares at me with a 'what have you done for me lately' look on his face. Other dogs try to entice him to play and he's having none of it. Quite frankly, he was getting more exercise inside my house. Finally, at the very end, as my fingers are freezing and I'm working on quite grouchy, he decides it's time to run with the pack. Of course, he's not playing, he's policing, essentially attacking the top dog in an attempt to get them all to stop playing. We had to scuttle out of the park with our tails down to avoid being shunned by the other dog owners.
|What? I'm playing. My feet are moving so fast they're blurry.|
|Otto (and mom) stand to the side as the others mix and mingle.|
|Pre park, Otto attempts to play as I attempt to nap.|