Here’s a recipe for fun: Take six girls, fresh off the school bus on the last day of school. Make sure one of them is terrified of large dogs.
Add large amounts of sugar, loud Hannah Montana tunes, bubble wands and idyllic weather. Stir.
Then allow one very large black dog who’s been cooped up inside the house, watching and whining, to escape as one girl heads into the bathroom.
Sound like a recipe for disaster?
Yeah, that’s what I thought, too.
Loki was brilliant. He treated himself to a good, full-speed bolt around the perimeter of the party, but he didn’t try to jump on anybody. In facts, he settled right in and had a lot of fun trying to catch soap bubbles. Eventually, he settled down at someone’s feet and enjoyed the afternoon. Even the child who’s normally petrified of Loki was cuddling him.
To my knowledge, he didn’t even steal any food.
That Loki… always full of surprises.
Loki: The life of the party.
Growls and yips