|Ok, so what do you need watered?|
Ray also has discovered a secret proclivity for cat toys. We've decided not to tell his dog friends that he hangs with cats and plays with their toys, he might get beat up at school.
I took Ray for an early morning walk because of the heat. Toby, a big German Shepherd with a big, deep bark, intimidated Ray initially. (I've never seen Ray actually cower except for the freight train the other day. He wasn't really scared, he was just being cautious.) Toby was friendly, and as soon as Ray realized it, he was fine.
We also met a boy walking a yellow lab/golden retriever mix named Buster. The boy wanted to know what kind of dog Ray was and thought he must be from Australia. Ray was very good and only did the wrist-mouthing briefly. He didn't try to nibble the boys shirt at all. And he only lunged once. He is learning fast, just like I knew he would. (Although I still carry the spray bottle with me just in case.) The boy told me that once Buster was in water, he needed to be blasted out because he loved swimming so much. I thought of Ray and his little wading pool...
|...doe di doe doe, just doin' my chores|
|I think these over here look kinda dry.|