Saturday, August 8, 2009

Fiona is a Party Pooper




Special thanks to all the Lucky Fiona Street Team Members who braved the heat and humidity this morning to take part in Fiona's First Annual Pool Party. All the dogs were so sweet and wonderful - I want a big pack of dogs running around all the time! (wait a minute, was that Alex picking up the phone calling a divorce attorney?) All were so well behaved that we only had to use the "Time Out Pen" once! I don't want to name names Trini, but I hope that piece of danish you stole was worth it. At any rate - it's always surprising to see how your dog will act at a social gathering. My husband and I were on the fence with our setter Dugan hanging with our guest dogs based on his sometimes wackadoodle behavior with other dogs and food begging/thievery. When Dugan stole the goodie bag dog biscuits last night out of the pantry and proceeded to eat the entire box on the spare room bed he sealed his fate as for sure being off the invite list. He was exiled to a spare bedroom with a bone from the butcher, the curtains drawn and a radio on during Fiona's gathering. Sometimes you have to show a little tough love, you know? (or no humans get to enjoy the food)

Caelan whom we affectionately call S.R. (short for the very un-p.c. term Socially Retarded) was actually a party butterfly flitting all over and almost playing with the other dogs. Alex claims he saw her chase Trini at one point like a normal dog. This was quite a coup as Caelan was expelled from Crate Escape daycare for non-interaction (not helping her S.R. label we already gave her). We feel we made great strides with her today.

Surprisingly our dear Fiona was quite the party pooper and hid inside the house quite a bit. Not like her at all, but maybe it was just too much for the spotty gal to take in all at once. We left our doggie door open which no other dogs mastered during our party so Fee could come in and out as she pleased. She'd venture out and then soon retreat back to the couch. She was terrified of Jett the 12 week old puppy. Whom I can tell you was the most scary and imposing fixture with his wickedly long eye lashes and wiggly butt, and oh his puppy breathe...it was intoxicating. Dear Fiona didn't see the magic however and snapped at him in her mean dog voice to which he trotted off still smiling like a goofy pup. I've never seen Fiona so anti-social, we have dogs over all the time! Perhaps she was just doing it all for attention? I seem to recall as a little girl there was always a friend that turned into a total brat/diva at their own party, demanding everybody leave. Is my Fiona that bratty girl?
All brattiness aside we think it was a great success and were so happy to see all the pooches in their Lucky Fiona gear hanging in the backyard. Thanks to all for coming over in lieu of our usual walk due to my bum knee. Hopefully we'll be back on the mean streets of Naperville soon!

4 comments:

  1. how CUTE!
    dog parties are the BEST!
    Peyton (my pup) has birthday parties! :)

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  2. We had such a great time! It was nice to be able to relax and get to know the other dog people (or not try to keep the dogs on the trail and pick up their poop while trying to keep up with the group). Thanks for having us. You are too generous, you know.
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  3. Ah, poor Caelan! Carter was also expelled from doggy daycare for his lack of social interaction and a few "mean teeth". Well, he was expelled from the floor and got to lounge around the lobby and greet all the visitors since I happened to own the doggy daycare... Fee is definitely a woman after his own heart. I'd bet all 25 of my lucky fiona collars that he would have behaved the same way!

    Lovely Toller at the party! You don't see many of those!

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