Worst Blog Ever

Yesterday was supposed to be a pretty crap day weather-wise.  The Metservice had said that it would be raining the entire day.  Fortunately for us, Metservice wouldn’t know rain if they were in a torrential downpour!  So instead of the rain that was expected, we had gobs of sunshine!  It was wonderful!
We started out with a morning walk in the Botanic Gardens with the dogs, where they met up with a few other pups going walkabout.  After that walk we headed off to Brooklyn (no not New York), where we purchased a couple muffins to have as a snack later in the day.  From there we went to Lyall Bay beach, which is an off leash beach, where we met up with tonnes of other pups!  Angus had a bit of a run in with a nine month old, jumpy schnauzer, and totally went Donald Duck on his ass!
Angus doesn’t do well with jumpy puppies unless they are girls.  Angus will go total ape poopie on a jumpy boy puppy, but if they are girls however, he will totally take a butt kicking.  Angus tends to be into younger women.
After our time at the beach, we drove a little further on to Moa Point, where we had a picnic with the muffins we purchased earlier.  We found a nice quiet spot, threw down the picnic blanket and enjoyed the sunshine.
After the picnic, we came home and had a nap.
After the nap, we decided to go out for one more walk, and that is where it ended up going a bit pear-shaped.  We went up to Wadestown, which is one of our favourite walks as the dogs can be off leash the whole time.  It was a bit muddy, as it had rained yesterday, but it wasn’t too bad.  Angus is usually a wild card on these walks as he can easily get into trouble.  Today was one of those days.
He did pretty well on the walk up, but on the walk back, he veered off the main path and bolted up a side trail, up the hill.  After trying to call for him to come back down, I had to go and search for him.  I called and called, but he didn’t come.  I finally found him about half way up the hill, munching on the biggest mouthful of mud you’ve ever seen.  I tried to rush back down to him, I was a few metres higher than him, and ended up slipping and falling on my ass and getting covered in mud!
Needless to say, when I reached Angus I gave him supreme hell, and a bit of a spanking to boot.  Not a spanking with my boot, but he would have deserved it.  So he got yelled at, he got a swat, he got put on leash for the rest of the walk, and I pretty much ignored him for most of the remaining day.  After dinner however, I called him over to offer my forgiveness and it made him happy as a clam.
Angus tends to remember the good things and forgets the bad.  Which explains why he doesn’t seem to learn any lessons.