Now that Oliver is a part of the family, naturally he’s also part of the family trips. So for Fourth of July, we slapped on the service vest and hauled him along for a journey out west. Little did the the little guy know what type activities were in store, if he did he would have asked to come sooner

More Frenchie after the break…

First there was the pool, an entity that filled the pooch with simultaneous terror and excitement.

But in all honesty, it was never up to him to take the plunge. I mean, we shelled out $40 bucks for that nifty jacket, we had to make a return on our investment.

It became clear rather quickly that unlike the tub at home, this body of water took a bit more getting used to.

But then the toys came out, and determination overruled trepidation.

And as so often happens with Oliver, he became toy obsessed…

So we toyed with him a bit

We tried to kick him out, but when the boy has his heart set on something…

So we decided to let him hang, as long as he promised to behave

But the pool wasn’t the only first experience for Oliver. Perhaps even more exciting for the dude (and certainly less wet) was Alta Laguna park, a wide open space free from the confines of puppy park gates.

On the way to the park.

A bit cautious with this newfound freedom, oh ya and that drone…

But then the toys came out again, and the little one was jumping for joy

And all that activity can poop a pooch out

Just not for long…