Tuesday 22 October 01:51 PM
This is Blossom. She’s just over a year old. As far as I can tell from a bit of time together (and a language barrier), her favorite things are snacks and inter-pup tomfoolery.
I found a happy Blossom at her foster home when I picked her up today. I drove us a ways up a (very) bumpy dirt road to a hike that I selected after meeting her. Despite the strange driver and the bumps, Blossom was still happy.
The only car around, we seemed to have this mountain to ourselves (besides all those other large land mammals who come to this mountain self-propelled). Blossom sniffed the air and seemed to note that we were not alone. Despite the threat of self-propelled company, Blossom was still happy.
When we got to the pass, the air was chilly and it was moving quickly past us. #windchill Blossom galavanted throughout the pass and would intermittently stop and sit for a snack. She is ridiculous which made me smile and at once realize that my teeth are sensitive. Blossom dined on a picnic that her foster human had packed for her. Despite being subjected to wind and heights and having a mere short fur coat to keep warm, Blossom was still happy.
After we took a couple pictures and ate a couple snacks, we sailed off that mountain down to the car and back to Canmore to see if Blossom likes geriatric and/or maniac dogs.
Anna spoke for the two of them (herself and Beans) and greeted Blossom with a couple minutes of scary looking snarly teeth. Blossom just wanted to play (it’s one of her favourite things after all, I think) so she submitted and waited for Anna’s OK. Despite being in a strange yard with a mean dog, Blossom was still happy. Anna switched to play mode and then everyone got to be happy. Beans watched and smelled the lovely young lass and told her [if I was a hundred years younger..]. Gross, Beans.
Do you know someone who would love a complex, perpetually happy young dog? Blossom is available from @aarcs in Calgary. #adoptable