My friend Sandra and her family live in Marin County, north of San Francisco. The family includes a rescue dog, presumed to be mostly Tibetan Terrier, named Pepper. He and Chico, on the whole, get along well. In fact, you could say they are friends.
We stayed at Sandra’s for a very short time, and packed in a lot of action. The first afternoon, we took the dogs to a local playing field where many dogs go off-leash and both had a very good time. The humans ate Thai food for lunch (yum), Dungeness crab for dinner (yum again), and did some catching up.
The next day, we took a trip to the East Bay, to Point Isabel Regional Shoreline park where dogs can run free on twenty-three acres of shoreline (old landfill?).
The dogs started by checkin’ it out:
Pretty soon they sort of pulled together.
We lost track of Pepper a couple times, and each time he was in the water. Doing this:
We met a very nice Lab cross named Wilma. She was clearly getting her outing during her person’s lunch hour (I base this on the suit coat over the gentleman’s shoulder and his sparkling-white, immaculately pressed shirt). Wilma came and sat with us by the shore (after her swim) and played treats by turn with Chico and Pepper. It was very sweet – she was obviously interested in the cookies, but looked over her shoulder at her person to get permission before accepting one.
It was a great walk, followed by lunch on a patio (dogs welcome), a second visit to Point Isabelle (so nice, we did it twice), and a spectacular sunset in Point Richmond on the way home.
In their desire to get closer to me and the cookies, the dogs inched closer together.
I took a step away.
I took another step back.
Pepper doesn’t have much patience, so he was practicing waiting his turn; Chico was practicing being close to me and food and another dog all at one time. I’d rate their performance a success, and it was fun to try training two dogs at once.