Today is the Eugene Humane Society Greenhill Shelter Dog-Gone Easter Egg Hunt at Peterson Park.  We pass by this park every time we visit our RV and it looks like it just might be big enough to host dozens of dog noses sniffing around the grass for Easter treats.  We are early and they are still setting up so we wait along with a few of the other early arrivals.  After registering, we sit close by on the park benches and watch dozens of owners dragging their dogs of various sizes and breeds, some looking panicked, fearful and tortured, up to the table to register.  A few decide their canine companion needs to have its picture taken with the Easter Bunny and off they go, dragging their four legged family member behind while the rest of us look on with pity for the poor uncooperative pup.

Watching this human animal circus I see owners that are overpowered by their pups strength standing next to growling unsocial dogs, standing next to tiny yappy frightened dogs, standing next to snarling stop-bothering-me dogs, standing next to huge bouncing hyper dogs, standing next to old grey I-don’t-give-a-damn-about-eggs dogs, standing next to sweet calm rolling over on their belly dogs, all just wanting to escape to the open field to sniff, pee and play.   We met a few of the dogs we socialize with at the dog parks but thankfully no Pit-bulls attended.  One family brought their Mastiff and pugs, another combo similar to Millie and KatieBug, and all five sniffed each other in socially acceptable dog greetings.

While waiting on the bench for the hunt to start, a reporter from The Register, a local newspaper, came over and interviewed us.   I’ll post any article that results.

The event soon to begin, crowds of two and four legged hunters all lined up at the pink starting ribbon and thoughts of total chaos and probably dog disagreements began to seep into my head.  I offered to take pictures instead of walking headlong into the main event.   A few of the more verbal pups were still fussing but had moved away from the majority.

Once the signal was given, the mix of short, tall, skinny and fat legs walked into the area and began picking up eggs.   John got four which turned out to be the perfect amount.  Two had two treats inside and two had one each.  Both pups enjoyed the morning and the treats.