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Pet Photography Blog_Pups of the 800 Dock

Ardath Waller – Pet Photography – Indianapolis-Greenwood Area, Indiana

 

Meet the Pups of the 800 Dock.  These pups have it made!  They get to spend many weekends on boats all summer long.

Pups of 800 Dock: Who? Me??

Who? Me??

 

 

They easily hop on and off the boats with very little trouble.  Well, sometimes they miss and land in the water but that does not happen often.

 

 

 

Pups of 800 Dock: I love big bones!

I love big bones!

 

 

 

These pups get super spoiled by everyone on the dock as they head back from taking walks in the grassy areas.  On Labor Day weekend they also get huge bones to munch on!

 

 

 

 

There are almost as many dogs as there are kids on the dock which makes it even more fun for the pups – they love being with the kids.

Pups of 800 Dock: Baby Doll Shelby

Baby Doll Shelby

Some pups know which boats have treats and they’ll head over for a visit especially in the morning just in case there is left over cold coffee to slurp up.  And some of the pups love rides on the dinghy to remote beaches to run and play.  They have to ride up front – nose first – king or queen of the dinghy.

Pups of 800 Dock: Sadie says it is HOT!!

Sadie says it is HOT!!

 

 

Pups of 800 Dock: Pups of 800 Dock: Sweet Sweet Tommy

Sweet Sweet Tommy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Others love to hang out on the dock and get anyone passing by to turn on the water for a quick drink.

I ask very politely

I ask very politely

 

There is no doubt about it.  These pups are so lucky.  And so are the people of the 800 Dock.  There is no better welcome than the one from the 800 Dock Pups!!

Pups of 800 Dock: Layla posing in front of her boat

Layla posing in front of her boat

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pups of 800 Dock: Oh geez! Is it over yet?

Oh geez! Is it over yet?

 

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