Wednesday, December 1, 2004
When my parents first adopted Pacifica, she kinda came ready to sail with the big colorful sail up front. I have seen these sails on other boats while sailing and thought they were really pretty. Though sometimes the people on the boats didn't look very relaxed as the big colorful sail twisted around their boat, and sometimes the boats seems to be doing alot of swaying back and forth with these up front, so personally I didn't see what the hype was all about. But they sure did look pretty and hey, what girl doesn't like to look pretty - whether it be human, boat, or doggie???
Anyway, my dad had to do alot of work on the boat to get all the ropes -- ahhh, lines right so we could fly our big sail. We actually have 4 big sails, one came with Pacifica and dad bought 3 more from a guy who said it made his boat go too fast when he did trips with his friends. I'm all for going fast, that means we can get to the beach faster and run on the sand...
Well, the day finally came where we were ready to officially fly our spinnaker. So mom and dad invited Robert and John to experience the moment with us - they all really take this stuff seriously.
It was a nice calm day - everyone was in good spirits. Here Dad and John are up looking quite pleased -- I look like that right after a good stick find, so I know how they must be feeling...
And here the guys are admiring the nice big red and white sail...
Then it was the girls' turn for a nice picture with the spinnaker...
We were really moving and I have to say I was enjoying it - it wasn't out of control at all.
When we got back, the humans celebrated with sparkling apple cider and cupcakes - I tried to ask for one, but all I got was a cookie, oh well...
So, I wonder what colors the other spinnakers are? I have a feeling with my daddy, I'll know soon enough. In fact I think I hear him talking alot about the ocean again - maybe that means I'll go to half moon bay?
So, early one week mom was able to arrange to have the day off and planned with Miriam that she would drive me to my playgroup so that Marina would be able to come for the fun (and I would be able to play with her).
Since we were kinda crashing the playgroup (as mom likes to call it) she decided to bring her camera and take some pictures of us having fun. Boy, I'm glad she did, I love my friends in my playgroup and it's alot of fun to look back and relive the day.
Our outing starts (after we all get out of the truck) with a doggie social - or poop time. This is so we can get all our poops out at one time so Miriam and Veneita aren't spending the whole time cleaning up after us -- it's more fun that way, so they can play games with us.
There's lots of time for us to go up to humans and get pets. Mom was really surprised to see the other humans there who knew me and would stop to say hello and some would even give me treats. I try really hard not to let it go to my head...
I love the Park!!!!!
Here is Yoshi and Marina looking back at the rest of the group.
We're all out exploring. For what? I don't know, we're just being dogs
And a body slam on Buddy... Don't worry, no one got hurt, we're good friends.
Marina is stealing this stick away...
Cocoa gets some lovin'
Miriam keeps tabs on all of us while we play.
Ahhh, a water break
After getting water from Veneita, I decided to get in line to get water from Miriam - maybe it'll come with a treat?
Here I'm watching Marina getting clobbered. She sometimes can take playing rougher than I can. I usually shy away from the rough stuff (or at least I try too, so sometimes Miriam or Veneita has to save me).
It didn't last too long and Miriam was back playing a running game with us!!!
WOW, they took off on a big run...
A nice shot of Buddy.
After the play is over, it's time for everyone to get leashed up. I always feel lucky when my mom is here at this time because she doesn't put me on the leash till we get to the water buckets.
And we finish at the water buckets while the dogs who got dirty get hosed off - I really try not to be in the dirty group - I don't like the hose.