Little Man, Big Gloves

Last weekend we took Max and Hoover to "the farm" with our neighbor, Emily, and her dog, Gulliver. Max, Hoover, Emily, Gully and I all drove together and Dan met us up there. First of all, I forgot how to get there and went the wrong way not once but TWICE. Finally, I remembered how to get there and off we went. We arrived after Dan despite the fact that we left 15 minutes before Dan. I felt like a complete dunce but Emily was very understanding and that helped.

So, not only did I forget how to get there but I forgot to bring a coat or gloves or hat. It was MOFO cold and to my credit I did have a down vest and shearling boots. I always forget about the wind but I should have brought a coat. Thankfully, Dan brought a hat and gloves that I could borrow.

We waited in the yard for the owners to come fire up the coursing track but little did we know there was a small divet under the fence. *POOF* off goes Havers like a shot. I run after her, the owners are running after her and the rest of the party is left to figure out where all we've gone. Havers had a quite a tour of the barn, the horse pasture, the woods, the owners' house and their yard. Finally, we lured her back in with one of their vizlas. Thankfully, the allure of another dog proved stronger than the allure of horse poo. I can tell you right now that I'll always lose in Havers' eyes when it's a choice between me and horse poo.

We didn't get any good dog pictures but I got a couple of really cute pictures of Max and Dan. Note Max's gloves. They are actually Emily's gloves since I also forgot to bring hand gear for Max. Thanks for the loan, Emily.