Lynnette finally succeeded in roping every single member of our family – even the non-human one – into one of her expos at the Blaisdell. Abby came along to today’s Pet Expo at the Blaisdell and while I cannot interpret Abby’s emotions with any certainty, it appeared as if she had a pretty good time if I had to go by the sheer number of other dog’s asses she introduced herself to.
The absolute nadir of any Abby field trip is her whining and yapping for the entire duration of the ride out. Whenever we ask Abby if she wants to come somewhere with us, her tail goes to Mach 45 and she practically dives into her leash, but I think that she simply assumes we’re going outside for a walk. In this scenario, she’s familiar with her surroundings and gets to bark shit at other dogs she encounters knowing that she won’t have to fight because Mililani dogs don’t fight. Once we drive past the dog park, though, she starts this high-pitched whimpering that doesn’t end until we arrive at our destination. Today, I put her in mobile time out at the floor near my feet and it actually worked. I give it a week before I try something similar with Mad.
I was just at the Blaisdell yesterday for a celebration of Saint Damien and I have to say, the behavior of the guests of honor were the same. Heads and necks craning to check out unfamiliar dogs/students passing by? Check. People repeatedly commenting on how attractive other dogs/students are? Check. Loud attempts at gaining attention across wide and crowded spaces? Check. I can’t say it was all bad, though. We picked up a lot of treats for Abby and Madison got to cradle a parrot in her arms. Also, the four of us managed to avoid landmines and pee puddles. Everyone won.
It didn’t cost anything to get into the expo and thank God. We couldn’t find Humu swimming around in the moat surrounding the arena, sadly, but we did find the barracuda that ate Nemo’s mom. Just kidding. I don’t know if that’s the one. I think we’d all have to agree that best thing to come out of today’s excursion is this picture here. Both Madison and Abby are looking at the camera and neither of them are blurry. THAT IS HUGE. The only things that could have made this picture better are a horse, six-shooters, a half-empty bottle of whiskey, and Matty smoking a cigarette in a poncho. Next time, then.