April 2, 2010

All week Cinn and I availed ourselves of her new favorite place, the dog park. Sometimes Trace came, but sometimes the wind and weather was too harsh or she had to work on her store. Cinn loved her week there and tore around the entire time that we spent there. She met a new friend named Buddy on Wednesday. The two of them got on fairly well, although Buddy seemed more interested in fetch than playing with Cinn. Buddy's owner liked Cinn, and the two of us talked while the pups played.

Unfortunately, yesterday Cinn hurt her front leg while she was tearing around the park. I carried her across the park to the car while, true to her nature, she struggled to get down and walk there. I carried her back into the house, we fed her upstairs, and then made her sleep there-- much to her chagrin. She seems better today, almost back to normal. It has made me think a little about the possibility of getting the fat lump removed from her front leg though because it seems to be at or near the root of the problem.