Seb and I drove across the St. John's bridge on Saturday to play disc golf at Pier Park in north Portland. We'd been there once before and had a great time. The park is huge and spacious; the trees are enormous and lushly green; the disc golf course has official maps, tee boxes, and goals; we were excited to go somewhere new and have fun. Except that because of Covid-19, they'd taken out all of the actual goals!!! Why??? Other people had kindly stuck branches in the metal holes left behind, so we were still able to figure out where we were going, but it was sadly deflating to discover the goals missing on the first hole. But we kept going and did have a really fun time together.
Jasper had a great time tromping around the woods with us, and behaved himself impeccably - didn't chase after or run off with any of our discs! So he got to ramble off leash and sniff some new smells.
We bought Jasper some new tennis balls that squeak very loudly when he chews on them - he loves them, of course. But when Seb and I were playing basketball in the undercover area at the school, we found the constant squeaking to be quite annoyingly loud. So I took away the ball and put it up on a pipe, certainly within Jasper's reach, but obviously away. And then Jasper sat and STARED at his ball with unfixing attention for 15 minutes. We were so surprised and then amused, and then curious about just how long it would go on. He finally did go and grab the ball from its perch, and then curled up with it, very satisfied but also a little more careful (he kept giving me the side-eye).
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