Sometimes dogs are just weird!

It was another BEAUTIFUL sunny day in Anchorage today so mac packed up my reclining camping chair and we headed to Jewel Lake to bask in the sunlight.  I swear this is one of the only things keeping me going as I sit cooped up inside all day long.  Just sitting and being outside is one of my absolute favorite things to do so I jump at any chance I have to be out in nature.

Of course we took our sweet little Bobby with us (he is really sweet unless you are a kid trying to grab at him or another dog...then he doesn't like you).  He just makes us laugh so hard and I had to share a couple of his little quirks.

The dog LOVES chasing geese.  I'm not sure what it is about them, but he will pick a goose out of a bunch of birds around him, wait until it least suspects him, and then take of after it barking till it flies away.  Then he runs back to us and waits for the goose to get back on land, and it starts all over again.  Today at Jewel Lake there was a goose minding its own business in the water, and that little dog would watch and wait until it got a few feet onto land and then terrorize it.  I was laughing so hard it made my stomach hurt and would trigger a contraction so I had to cool it.

This next one is just plain weird to me, and I wonder if any other dogs have this strange obsession?  I first discovered it during "break up" (the 5th season in Alaska where all the 11 feet of snow melt and it is just a slushy watery yucky mess for a few weeks).  I was taking Bobby out for a walk and he was sniffing away as usual.  He got really interested in something he found, and then started rubbing his face and neck on the ground.  I pulled him away to look at what he was doing, and what did I find!!??  A nasty dead worm!!  Yep, the dog thinks its his favorite brand of cologne or something, because anytime we are out and about (today included) he sniffs out the worms, and then rubs his face in it.  Totally grosses me out!!

And last but not least, Bobby has become quite the little chunker.  When we adopted him last december he weighed a mere 12 pounds.  Still huge for a Chihuahua, but small compared to his last weigh in at the vet a few days ago.  The dog now weighs almost 18 pounds!  Yikes buddy, you are becoming quite the little fatty!  We are restricting his soft food diet since that is probably why he has gained all the weight.  He doesn't like his hard food much and seems to be going on a hunger strike, but if you hand feed the hard food to him, he'll eat it. :)  I guess he is just getting me ready to have a picky little eater when Baby George gets here.

And because a blog post is boring without a picture, here's Bobby and me soaking in some rays behind our apartment building.  Slightly ghetto, I know, but you gotta do what you gotta do.