I'm think I'm in!

Even though there isn't an official name for this group, I think am in.  They know my name but more importantly the name of my dog!  I am going to call them the 'Mommies of Doggies Walking in the Park' group.  They are a formidable bunch at first, about eight women with dogs of every size and description.  They look like a very pampered group, women and dogs.  The mommies wear hats and sweaters about dogs and the dogs wear sweaters or neckerchiefs.  (I have yet to see any dog with a human on their shirt.  It must be a question of taste!)  They gather every day about the same time in the middle of Maidu Park and visit the morning away.  

  

There is one dog, a HUGE blue-gray standard poodle named Bear who has, apperantly, been scoping Bridget out from afar.  He is always extra friendly when we approach.  Their first meeting really made an impression on Bridget and now, whenever she sees him, she slams on the brakes.  I really have to coax her to come along.  I think Bear has a long way to go to prove to Bridget that he really does know how to behave in a casual social setting.

Poor Bridget, too much attention at the park and sheer boredom at home.  Her true love, Cosmo, a handsome brittany spaniel, is now a resident of Texas and she is forlorn.  No more teasing and frolicking or having someone warm to lay by.  She wanders back and forth from the front window, to the side door window.  Her biggest thrill is seeing Bob Crandall pick up his mail.  I do have to say that he is regular as clockwork and she is always there ready to bark a lung up.

She is really becoming quite the TV bum.  I can understand when she wants to watch Ceasar and the dogs but now she has become interested in musicals and film Noire.  She hangs with David to see who is winning the game.  She is even into the Celtic Women concerts on PBS.  What to do?

As you can tell, things are very quiet around here.  The proof of the pudding isn't just Bridget's behavior but also in the fact that I have been sitting here for 45 min. chronicling her every move.  And then boring you all with it!