East Hastings Sunrise

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Date:  May 9, 2017

Location: Oxford Street

On BC voting day, I voted at the nearby elementary school. On the way out, I bumped into these two pitbull sisters, adopted at the same time. The darker on was friendly/wanted a pet. The other one shyly came up and sniffed me, though didn’t allow me to get close enough to touch. Sweet, healthy looking pooches.

#10

Vancouver Loves Their Dogs post 10

Date:  December 19, 2016

Location: Hastings Street, East Hastings Sunrise

Another cold day in Vancouver, which worked favourably for me, ever since I saw these two in a wine store. There they were, a hound dog (I’m not certain what kind) wearing a strip sweater, and matching stripe toque on the man. Left me with my mouth agape. Adorable.

#9

Vancouver Loves Their Dogs #9

Date:  December 6, 2016

Location: Hastings Street, East Hastings Sunrise

As winter moves into full swing, Vancouver has been colder than usual, with record rainfall records in October being carried into November. This past week, Vancouverites woke up to a fresh sheet of snow, continuing throughout the day and well into the evening. The damp cold and bitter winds seeped through our heavy coats and into our bones, and it becomes difficult to wrangle ourselves to do anything outdoors, especially for errands like buying groceries. This was what I was doing, when I noticed a man ambling around with his Chihuahua in one arm, a grocery basket in the other. Dressed in a tiny sweater, it was shivering, but looked content being bundled against the warmth of a downy arm, its eyes drooped and sleepy.

#8

Vancouver Loves Their Dogs #8

Date: November 30, 2016

Location: Garden Drive, East Hastings Sunrise

Lately I’ve been seeing the same English Bulldog and woman out for a walk around my neighbourhood at least once a week. I don’t get outside much, meaning they must be outside a lot. Sometimes I’ll see the woman rustling around for a treat in her bag, which brings out a prancing, surprisingly light footed dog onto its hind quarters, who is used to its many treats on their walks.

Wagon Pull

PItbull in Wagon Pull

Date:November 14, 2016

Location: Pandora Park, East Hastings Sunrise

There comes a time for a dog, whose creaky hips and arthritis makes it difficult to walk long or as far as they used to in their prime. In a park off of Nanaimo Street, a woman was pulling her senior dog in a wagon behind her. As she stopped by a hedge, she parked and lifted the dog out (who at that point had a particularly serene look on its’ face, but then a bit perturbed at being carried out of the comforts of the wagon) to have a sniff along the grass.

As a side note, my mother does this with her own aging dog who is also unable to walk well. On a visit to Victoria, apparently the sight of her pulling her pitbull-mix behind her in a wagon invited hoards of picture-taking by tourists. Perhaps this was an unusual sight, or just illustrated the kind (and sort of funny) Canadian nature towards their dogs.

Out for a Swim

Dogs out for a swim

Date: June 9, 2016

Location: New Brighton Park, East Hastings Sunrise

I took a run down to New Brighton Park for the first time since moving to this neighbourhood over two months ago. I had no idea what kind of a park it would be, and I was delighted to find an expansive park with an outdoor pool, tons of green space, and a path that followed the edge of the Burrard inlet. The whole park is backdropped by a clash of scenery: the North Shore mountains and the nearby industrial plants and Port of Vancouver machinery. I followed one of the paths that gave me beach access, and saw a woman with her three dogs — a Retriever, Lab (both fully grown), and a younger Lab pup — on the beach. She was throwing balls into the inlet, and the two adult dogs crashed into the water to retrieve them. The younger pup (less than a year’s old it looked) splashed near the water’s edge, watching as its siblings swam out in fetch of the balls.

Not Left Behind

dog walk as a pack

Time: 9:05am

Location: Garden Drive, East Hastings Sunrise

A woman was out walking her two dogs one morning, carrying one of them in her arms. As I got closer, I noticed that it was an elderly dog, with white hairs sprinkling its face. With eyes were half closed, it looked like it was dozing in her arms, or taking in the air as they continued onto their walk. No one is left behind, whether they walk or not. I wonder what I would do if the dog was too heavy. Maybe take it in one of those kiddie wagons?

A Quick Roll & Pat

Dog Down for Tummy Rub

Date: May 12, 2016

Location: Oxford Street, East Sunrise Hastings

While making my way down Nanaimo Street towards my house, I spotted two pitbulls walking along side their owner. All three weren’t in a hurry, as one of the dogs stopped to sniff the grass for several seconds. Suddenly, the dog flipped onto its back and did a small jig and dance, rubbing whatever scent was in the grass into its fur. The pittie eventually stopped moving and lay still, and with its legs still up and as if waiting expectantly, the owner knelt down to gently pat its stomach.