So, we get to the park and it is stet up with tents and a show ring. Gypsy is almost shaking from excitement. Rim is wondering what all the fuss is about. At times like this I have Gypsy sit down and relax for a few minutes and she usually gets a handle on things.
There was a large turn out to say the least. The biggest I've seen. The goal was to raise $50,000 for the shelter.
There were a few other Standard Poodles at the park. Here is Rim meeting a big white guy. I might be crazy but it seems that when ever we are at one of these things, or at a dog park and there are other Standard Poodles, they seem to gather together and seek each other out. Almost like they know they are the same breed. I think the poodle conversation goes like this.
Other Poodle: Did you see that Lab over by the fence?
Gypsy: Yes, did you smell his breath? YUCK!
Rim: I think he rolled around in something nasty too!
What is a Bark in the Park party without a horse ride.
At the end of the day we ended up having lunch downtown. Gypsy sat patiently with her new friend.
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