A Day At The Races

Just took our dog Elvis to the dog park for the first time.  I had no idea it would be so entertaining.  I also found it mystifying that these animals can run side by side at about 104 mph, crash into each other and transform into a tumbling pile of dogs without getting hurt.  They stand up, look at each other, and take off to do it again.  And again.  And again.

Size and shape doesn’t seem to matter either.  If I’m at a party, I’m probably not going to hook up with the big black guy with the gang tattoo on his neck.  I’m going to seek out the middle aged introvert drinking the same beer I am.  Not these dogs.  The clique my dog packed up with included a Dachshund, a Weimaraner, and a pretty mean looking Pit Bull.  And the Pit Bull wasn’t even in-charge; a little three-legged mix was calling the shots!

At one point, Elvis came up to Lesley and I with the whole pack behind him as if to say, “Hey, these are my friends…bye!”

Great time for everyone.