With 50 degree temperatures in the city today, husband and I took Gus to a dog park a few blocks away. We quickly realized that, for a 50 lb. tank, our pup is kind of a wimp.
For the first fifteen minutes, Gus sat at our feet and climbed under a bench any time another dog ventured toward us. But he soon warmed up to the idea and made friends with some of the smaller dogs. We were so proud. Belly-rubbing, high-pitched-words-of-encouragement kind of proud.
We've realized that having a dog in the city is the best way to make friends. People love Gus. And we're pretty crazy about him, too.
