We were at the park today and it was kinda boring and a bit rainy, when Mum noticed all the things around that I could jump up on. I love jumping up on stuff and posing for pictures. Don’t tell Mum about the posing though, I’m trying to keep that on the down-low so I don’t get dragged into more photo shoots. Most of the time they are pretty boring.
We started off at the dog agility park. They are pretty fun and there’s lots to jump up on. I started off with the small box.

It was pretty easy. Next was the walky rampy thing. It was super easy because I didn’t even have to jump up on it!

The big box was next. Going under is for little yappers. I jumped straight up on top!

Having exhausted all the possibilities of the agility park, we decided to move on up to something a bit more exciting. A picnic table!

Pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to be up there. Hence the element of risk and danger! It was then that Mum had an idea. See, apparently there’s this thing that humans call “planking”. It’s been around for a while and used to be called “extreme lying down” (which personally I think sounds way cooler than “planking”). It’s basically where people lie down in weird or random places, then take photos of it.
We figured that this was pretty much what we were doing, except the doggy version! I took it up to the next level though, and decided that standing up was the way to go. None of this lying down nonsense!
The next place was a bit different. We found a pond that I actually didn’t at first realise was a pond. The grass went straight up to the edge of what looked like just a different sort of grass. I trotted out onto it and then realised there was actually a lake there! After the initial shock (and subsequent zoomies) wore off, we decided this would be the next spot. The element of risk you see is related to what might perhaps be lurking under the water and weeds! Here I am, standing, at attention, in a potentially crocodile/snake/creepy-crawly infested swamp. Scary!

We decided to get a bit cultural next. Apparently these seats are “art”. They have coloured things in them, and patterns, and they are weird shapes. To the casual observer there may be no apparent risk in ‘extreme standing up’ on these, but what if the artist turned up? I’d be disrespecting their precious artwork! They might throw a paintbrush at me! Given, I’d probably just run after it and fetch it back (cos I’m a helpful kinda gal), but still…

I like pinecones. Especially really spiky ones. They could be dangerous if they spiked me in the cheek or something. Plus, wearing my ears like this (although it’s the latest fashion) does leave them open to attack and mucks up my finely tuned hearing. Hence, the next instalment of ‘extreme standing up’!

Big rocks can be very dangerous. They have sharp bits on them, they are hard to balance on, and what if they somehow overbalance and roll away when you’re standing on them? That is why – this is the big rock version of ‘extreme standing up’!

Further along in our explorations of the park, we found these massive piles of wood bark stuff! They were huuuge and could be all kinds of dangerous!

Think about the dangerous possibilities – landslides, or hidden caves I could fall into. What better place to continue my ‘extreme standing up’ adventures.

Yep, another picnic table. But this one was very very slippery! The first time I jumped off I skidded right off the other side. Plus, it was in a section of the park where dogs were prohibited! Yep, breakin’ the rules, muhaha (lucky it was wet and rainy and no one was there to witness it).

At first glance this ‘extreme standing up’ attempt might look a bit tame. It’s not very high off the ground, there appears to be no danger, right? Wrong! See the warning tape around the tree? This could mean that the tree has a very high chance of falling down! Leaving me, ‘extreme standing up’ at the base of it, in mortal peril. No wonder my eyes are closed in anticipation of my fate!

I think that’s enough ‘extreme standing up’ for one day. I reckon I’ve started a new trend in the dog world. Lucky I can’t get fired I guess!

















by Charlotte Reeves
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