Ugly Dogs

Ha ha! A few days ago we were playing at one of the small playgrounds on Mission Bay Park. Well, Seth was. We followed him around talking about how funny he is. :) It was that awesome hour before sunset—which is now late enough in the day that people actually get home from work to enjoy it—and there were tons of people jogging and biking and walking their dogs. Seth was loving all the dogs! And people were so nice—they'd stop when they'd hear him yell "dog!" from across the path, and let him catch up for a few moments to play with their pet. After having lots of fun petting several dogs, he started just acknowledging them while he ran around.... He's throwing sticks, he's dancing, he's spinning in circles, he's jumping or running—and whenever he passed a dog he'd just say "hi, Dog!" and keep on with what he was doing. He said hi to about a gazillion dogs (probably 20 :)) that way. Until he passed by this:

Ha ha! Now, this story would be so much better if I had the perfect pictures to show you, but I trust you get the gist.... He passes by this ugly creature (seriously, how can anyone stand to look at that every day? And take care of it...? :)) and says, "Hi, Cat!" 

Ha ha!! The looks on the owners' faces! We were dying. Matt said (not to the owners :)), "well, that's when you know something has gone seriously wrong in your species...." Seth was too busy rolling across the grass to notice he had said anything unusual. :) (A side note: he learned how to roll down hills recently, and loves it so much that now he'll drop on grass anywhere to "roll down." Which is hilarious when it's not a hill, and he's working so hard to just roll across, all the while maintaining a conversation with one of us. "How are you doing, Dad?" [roll, roll, roll] Fine, how are YOU doing, Seth? "FUN. I'm rolling down the grass." [roll, roll] :))

So anyway, we thought we had our blog post for the day. But then.... THEN!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! He's running along the path singing a song or something, and something like this walks by:

I say "walks" but I really mean "struts." This little pooch was freshly groomed. The lady walking it was coming straight from a salon or something, and was herself strutting. Poochie had a cute little bow on the top of her head that made her long hair stick out, and a perky little hairy tail. It was a silly little sight. And Seth.... He ran by, stopped dead in his tracks just long enough to say, matter-of-factly but with a happy little sound of surprise: "Oh! A rooster." And off he went again...! 

Ha ha! I'm not sure if the lady heard him because we were laughing too hard to notice. :)