On Saturday, I went with Mama and Papa to a BBQ at my breeder Barry's house in Ormstown, Quebec and met up with some of my Boxer cousins. I had the best time. Thankfully, after a month of dreary, rainy days, the sun came shining down on our Boxer extravaganza.
With the help of my choreographer, Lianna, I decided to perform my very own interpretation of Queen's "I Want to Break Free," to express my wish to be leash-free. I was dancing with total abandon. Notice my jettes and pirouettes. I can jump so high !
I got to see my Boxermother, China. Do you know I'm bigger than her now? She was very sweet to me except when Mama was feeding me my supper. Mother just trotted over and tried to snatch it right off my plate! She must have forgotten for a minute that I was her hungry baby son. Of course, Mama couldn't resist her and even though my indignant face says otherwise, I suppose I was happy to share my BBQ lamb and chicken with her.
Course, if I had it my way, I'd have eaten the whole 40-lb. lamb all by myself. That was my plan but it didn't work out ... too many people with the same idea.
And just look at that stick pile on the wagon. Doesn't it just make you want to organize it and chew on those suckers for a couple of months?
On my next jailbreak I got some hugs.
But then I was placed next to old Aunt Destiny so we spent our time sticking our tongues out at each other to pass the time.
It sure was nice seeing so many friends and relatives. It was especially fun watching all those humans playing and eating and drinking and carrying on like a bunch of sillyBoxers. I want to thank them for keeping all us dogs entertained.