Barking at the Navy

I watched the Blue Angels show from the backyard earlier. They were, of course, highly cool.

Sparky has apparently decided that his official position is one that requires barking at low-flying jets. That was irritating. Kinda funny at first, since he barks and hops around in a small circle, but ultimately annoying as Hell.

Casey ignored the flights (hard to believe - you'd think with ears that big that she'd be hiding in the bedroom).

Dog Cousin Allie wasn't exactly sure what she was supposed to do. She barked with Sparky a little, but didn't really seem to get into it. In the end, she just layed next to my chair on the back porch and watched the world go by.

The park is packed still with folks who watched the airshow from there, but in a couple hours when it clears out, I think I'll take the pack down for a spin.