As y’all know, my Humans found a wonderful dog park for me to visit while we were on vacation. I’d never been to a dog park before. It was lot’s of fun!
There were a number of comments about dog parks.
“Hey Hawkie! Ugh! We are so jealous. We don't have dog parks here... so Chooey's doing her own exercise barking and running back and forth... I really need to get out of the house. LOL”
Mark Muller said…
“oh that was great to see how much fun you had together. I wish we had dog parks too, where I could meet some friends... and maybe even a girlfriend :o)
M. K. Clinton wished…
“We would love to have a dog park to let Bentley and Pierre visit. It looks like fun.”
We don’t have dog parks where I live either. We found that one by going more than 300 miles north and then headin’ east another 100 miles.
So, if you travel far enough from home, perhaps you can find a dog park too!
Now for the mischief…
If you read the “rules”, twice it says “no choke collars”. My Human left my training collar on at first.
Why? I have to admit, it was ‘cause of me. I’ve knocked her down a couple of times.
As soon as she was certain that I would listen to her and that the other dogs were well socialized, she removed it. No one said anything to her about my training collar.
If we ever get to visit another dog park, I’m sure she’ll be more comfortable with my obedience while in the heat of play.
There was one dog who jumped on my back when I entered the off leash area. He held on to me for dear life, his nails digging into me. My Human grabbed my collar ‘cause I don’t like other dogs on my back, especially now that I’m older. The other dog’s owner promptly came to the rescue and took his dog home.
Y’all come on back!