Stayed home Saturday for the community garage sale. Shane and Woody went nuts at all the traffic and people walking around. Sold a lot of stuff. Had a ton of leashes and collars. Found Jake's old tags from Florida. Someone bought that crazy watering dish I won at a TAG show raffle. The running water freaked Woody out, so I couldn't use it. Saturday night we went to the Rolling Stone's movie at the IMAX theater. Fan-freaking-tastic.
Thought about going to the show on Sunday, and talked myself out of it. Instead, we went to the dog park and walked along Lake Travis. Woody and Shane scared the ducks away from a crowd of adoring children. Woody tried to mount a giant lab at the dog park. Out of habit, Frank and I had treats in our pockets, so when we entered the dog park, a riot ensued. It's like we were covered in chicken fat. Good times.



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