What is the most fun your dog(s) have ever had?

In My Humble Opinion
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April 14, 2001

After putting our Golden Retriever to sleep 2 weeks before (RIP Friday) we drove to Perth Amboy, NJ to adopt “Chance The Noble Weimaraner”

The shelter was the pits. Filthy, smelly, set in among the sheet metal factories with hardly a tree or patch of grass in sight.

We loaded Chance into the minivan we had borrowed and headed North. From the moment we put him the van we knew it was meant to be.

When we got back to our town we immediately drove to a huge fenced park, opened the door and out he went. I can’t quite express the absolute joy of seeing that dog running free for probably the first time in months. Mr. Honey, Little Honey and I stood there in awe with tears streaming down our faces. For close to 2 hours Chance ran, rolled, chased squirrels and waded in the stream.

We took him home, gave him a nice bath and he slept on the bed. A position he still occupies.

I can’t imagine that he’s had a happier day than that in his life. Actually, I can’t imagine that we have either.

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Two years ago, Microbug and I took wonderdogs Flash and Two-Tone on a road trip up to Glenwood Springs, Colorado. We walked 'em around the area a lot, in between skiing… but one day we took 'em into the high mountains (and to the deep snow).

I thought they were going to explode. They’d never really seen snow before, and the area we took 'em to had snow about three feet deep.

That field was nice and pristine before THEY got hold of it- afterwards, it was criss-crossed by dog tunnels. I was really afraid their little hearts would explode from running. :slight_smile:

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Walkies!

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I nominate this as the Very Best Thread of all time…it’s been a wonderful panacea for the blues I have been experiencing for the last coupl’a days.

Thank you all.
And may your doggies go on to enjoy many more wonderful times ( and with a few beers thrown in for good measure). Cheers!

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I also would like to thank everyone who has replied to my question (& anyone who may yet reply). I have greatly enjoyed reading your anecdotes.:cool:

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My dogs were absolutely insane about riding in the car, and if you drove them in the car to a park or a forest to take a walk, well, that was just mind-blowingly cool. And if they could chase a SQUIRREL, well, that was cooler still. So the happiest day they ever had was the day of the Squirrel Bomb.

My Dad and I - we used to work together and our “work” often consisted of playing with the dogs - load the dogs into the car one day to take them to Lake Ontario Park for a walk. My fiancee was picked up and came along with us. When we pull into the parking lot, there are squirrels - scores, maybe HUNDREDS of squirrels, all crowded in the lot eating something. They didn’t seem bothered by us pulling in.

Naturally, the dogs start to go crazy. They want the squirrels, and they want them bad. So of course we goad them up a little. “Deej, lookat the squirrels! Yes, you want the squirrels? Get the squirrels, getemgetemgetem!” And then we open the doors and release the dogs. ([mrburnsvoice] Release the hounds.[/mrburnsvoice])

They shot towards the assembled squirrels like hairy missiles, and the squirrels just exploded in every direction (hence “Squirrel Bomb.”) It was just wild, squirrels frantically streaking in every direction, going zig-zag and running into each other, the two dogs barking and drooling and growling and dashing around trying to catch them. And we’re standing there yelling, “Get 'em, Deej, get 'em, Bingie! Get the squirrels!”

That’s when the old lady in the car who had been FEEDING the squirrels from inside her car - that’s why they were there - who we had not seen, starts yelling at me, “Can’t you control your animals?”

“Why yes,” I replied. “I ordered them to chase those squirrels.”

They chased squirrels for the rest of the morning. It was terrific, absolute dog heaven.