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Hobie meets friends at Mountain Lake

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We took Hobie to Mountain Lake, and we brought his squeaky football.

The ball immediately drew the attention of another dog that was there (the middle one in the first picture). At first the owner seemed a little hesitant, but we told him it was fine that he was interested in the ball.

For a few minutes I would throw the ball, and they would both run as fast as they could to get it. Most of the time Hobie would win the mad dashes.

Hobie and two friends running in a row at Mountain Lake

Another dog also came along. This dog was mostly interested in sniffing the other dogs, though, and just run along because it seemed like something fun to do. Hobie behaved very well, and didn't growl at all at them. He just circled around, and tried to make his way back to us with his ball.

Hobie running side by side two friends at Mountain Lake

Unfortunately, this was one of the last times Hobie got to play with his football. Only a few days later we took him to a bonfire at Ocean Beach. The group we were with took turns throwing his ball, but as we were leaving we couldn't find the ball. Hobie was more than willing to roam around looking for it, but to no avail.

Dancing dog

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Today was a gorgeous day in San Francisco, and we took Hobie to a local field to play a little fetch.

When working out, it is important to warm up, so first we do a few laps.

Hobie runs around the field looking for his ball

When we are warm the real exercise can begin. As you know, Hobie is a dedicated fetcher, and there's nothing like grabbing a ball mid-air. Today, however, we were working on Hobie's dancing skills. This is a new dance that we are calling "fetch."

The Hobie fetch dance

Haircut and vaccinations

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Hobie had a busy Saturday. In the morning Gladys dropped him off at Kate's Cat and Dog Salon. He was getting pretty hairy, so it was about time.

The groomers there do a very nice job, but for some reason they never call us to let us know when Hobie is done. Every time Gladys has asked them to give us a call, and this time they even confirmed her phone number. Oh well, what matters is that Hobie gets groomed well.

He started spinning around in his kennel when Gladys came to pick him up. We decided to take him to Golden Gate Park, since we hadn't taken him there in a while.

He got to play a little with one of his favorite toys, and he was very happy to run around.

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Playing fetch is serious business, and it's very important to get the ball. Hobie looks quite athletic (and fierce!) when leaping in the air for the ball.

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After being in the park for a couple of hours we went to B&B Pet Supplies to get his vaccinations. There is a pretty cheap vaccination clinic there every once in a while, and it cost less than $40 to get his annual shots. Hobie behaved well while waiting in line, and he didn't protest at all when the needle got inserted in his lower back.

It went much better than last year, when a another dog peed on him.

Why won't they play with me?

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Hobie was pretty playful this morning. However, he had just played fetch at Alamo Square, so he was a little tired. He still wanted to play with us, but we were cleaning up in the kitchen.

After a minute or two, his head started bopping up and down, and he laid down and started falling asleep next to his ball.

Hobie almost sleeping

Oh boy oh boy oh boy!

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A tennis ball can be so much fun (for both Hobie and Mike).
Hobie jumps

All-American dog

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Now how many dogs do you know love to play football and baseball? Well, if you know Hobie, then you know that he is an All-American. Football is his favorite, though baseball comes in at a close second.

We decided to bring him for Sunday baseball, hoping that he would behave. We had him chase thebaseball for about 20 minutes before game time to tire him out. While he was tied to the bench, everyone played with him. At one point, he jumped at the ball, not realizing the leash length. There was a violent jerking motion, but he was fine. When he wasn't choking himself, he kept spinning in circles, nonstop. After the game, we played a little more catch.

All that constant play came with a price. We were walking from the garage and noticed Hobie limping. It was funny and cute but then we realized it might be something more serious. I examined his foot and sure enough, his left foot pad was cracked and some of it had torn off. It was raw and soft
and he flinched when pressure was applied to the footpad. Hobie is now limping around with a sock bandaid.

He spent of today in recovery; not once did he bring me a ball to throw. He barely made it down two blocks to go do his business this morning. He was lagging behind and I had to constantly coax him to walk.

We'll keep his outdoor activity limited tomorrow as well to let him heal. It would be awful for his footpad to get infected. Until then, the limping continues. Poor Hobermeyer.

The itchies

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Hobie was incredible itchy yesterday. After some inspecting, I found a flea on him! It was my first encounter with fleas; they are tiny and crawl really fast against the skin. I managed to catch a few (yuck) and it seemed to provide him with a little relief. We made a trip to B and B to pick up some Frontline Plus. Hobie also got a belated birthday gift, a tennis covered football that bounces everywhere. This ball floats and hopefully we won't lose it at the beach next time we go.

Farewell to the red ball

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Hobie went to the beach at Crissy Field today. He was running around like the crazy dog he is, collecting smiles from people we met along the waterfront.

We brought his red ball, and he was pretty much running non-stop up and down the beach fetching it. Until we decided to throw the red plastic ball in the water. Apparently, it doesn't float too well, because as soon as the first wave was over it, it was gone. Poor Hobie spent the next few minutes frantically looking for his priced posession, but it was nowhere to be found.

The red ball was one of his favorite toys...

On the way back we met a white Miniature Schnauzer - the first one we've seen here. That was a large mini also, pretty much exactly Hobie's size. He wasn't in a playful mood, though.

Back home he is now collapsed in his crate, tired from all the running. One of his eyes must have gotten sand in it, because he has trouble opening it. It looks OK though, but is a little red.

The irritated right eye.

Pre grooming

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Hobie and the orange ball.

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