Friday, January 7, 2011

New Yearsing

After an evening of sitting on Niwt's couch annoying him with my constant coughing and equally constant refusal to consume his evil nyquill drugs while losing at Scrabble I awoke with a desire to skate more. Undaunted by the late night with fireworks starting not long after dark and continuing for many, many hours (several times making me check the clock) the rolling thunder subsided and Percy stopped trying to crawl under the covers with me.

We collected Fitz and part of her herd and tried skating with dogs on leash as we were clearly not the only ones who thought skating on New Year's day was a good idea. I would classify the results as 'sucessful' because there were no subsequent trips to the vet or hospital. For which we were are grateful if not a little bit surprised.


Mostly we established a pattern of hanging out at one end of the oval and throwing snowballs for the dogs until a large opening appeared in the stream of people. Then Niwt jetted off with the dogs and Fitz and I followed, trying not to fall down.


Except occasionally the dogs did a lap without us and we could only watch in wonder. Tatonka found two labs bigger than him whose humans thought he was gorgeous. They stopped and threw snowballs for him when they got to us. And I only took one hard fall, taken out by a small child playing with Tatonka. Not a bad way to start the year at all.

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