We promise to eventually get around to our new house and yard but for now....
We would like to share this awesome park we went to while we were still in Minnesota. It was awesome mainly because it was called "Minniehaha" which kept confusing me every time I would hear it. I believe some tribal Indian warrior must have had a similar name to mine. But I digress.
It was also awesome because Mom had to pull a "Minnie" move in which she had to bat her eyelashes and look as innocent as possible when the park cop asked for our dog permit. She assured him that we were simple country folk from Kentucky who had never heard of such a thing!
The dog park was a huge 75 acre, right on the Mississippi off the leash space. Lincoln and I were not allowed off of our leashes because we had a plane to catch later and Mom didn't want us getting dirty or lost.
I also was able to see my first ever waterfall and eat outside in a plastic bowl before catching a flight out.
I felt very much like a movie star pug with a stinky brother.