I took Cider to a nearby park to play ball. They set up the tennis court nets today though, so it was busy. We see a 'goldendoodle' that lives down the street so we go to say hi, and theres another doodle dog with it...
They play a while.. It was really good for Cider.. but she keeps telling me I have a mix.. I'm like no it's really crappy genetics.. and then tells me my next dog should be a cockapoo, they are prettier.... There was a litter at whatever byb she got her dog from and they were gorgeous..
Then her hubby proceeds to laugh at Cider's half done haircut..
So while I have an exhausted dog, I'm in a really crappy mood. So many uneducated doodle folk...
They play a while.. It was really good for Cider.. but she keeps telling me I have a mix.. I'm like no it's really crappy genetics.. and then tells me my next dog should be a cockapoo, they are prettier.... There was a litter at whatever byb she got her dog from and they were gorgeous..
Then her hubby proceeds to laugh at Cider's half done haircut..
So while I have an exhausted dog, I'm in a really crappy mood. So many uneducated doodle folk...