At the dog park.

I took Elle and Abe to the dog park today.  It was my first trip.  Can't blame them for having such a good time there.  Us dogs were running around and the people seemed to be enjoying talking to themselves.  I met a dog named Porkchop and another named Blue.  Socializing has its advantages.  Plus, the people were all impressed by my coat.  It's not like I can do anything about it, but it was nice to hear nonetheless.

I also heard them talking about what breed I am.  Geez, do us dogs ask you that question?  Honestly.  How rude.  But, what I did hear ranged from Australian Shepherd to sighthound to Catahoula Cur.  Who knows what I am.  And does it matter?  My name is Jackaroo, after all.  What's in a name?

I learned three important lessons today.  First, tug-of-war is fun.  Pearl and I got into it.

I also learned how to get into the car.  That's a bonus because when you get in, you go somewhere fun, like the dog park.

Lastly, I learned the "come" command.  Resistant at first, of course, I figured that I might as well give Abe and Elle the attention they deserve.  If it makes them happy.