A picture is worth a thousand words! And here are a few of mine on the subject of the dog park.
Opie loves the dog park! Here he is doing the whole getting acquainted butt sniff thing!
Our little city has a great little dog park. We call it “The Bone Yard” I think it’s cool even though shade is at a premium in this park. This park is the result of a positive grassroots movement of pet owners that really worked hard to make the city get this thing “up off the ground.” That’s not only cool, but rad as well! It is a monument to pet advocacy. I feel uplifted every time I go even though when it was really being put together I had no pet and can claim zero credit for the parks creation.
Those Kudos go to our local Friends of Animals community organization! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo.
So what’s so great about the Bone yard?
Well, it’s divided into two sides — one for dogs under 25 pounds and timid dogs and dogs over 25 pounds. All the really humongous dogs are on one side of the fence and the itty bitty guys and timid guys are on the other side. Sometimes you see big guys with little buddies on the big guy side of the fence Opie certainly shows some interests in a particular big reddish labrador looking doggie over there. They sniff each other through the chain link fence.
1. All the pups must be fixed ( This is not a ’60’s love in for pups!)
2. All dogs have to be licensed ( and the requirements for that are totally reasonable and the license is only $25) See my previous posting about pet licensing. I am an advocate of that!
3. And if your dog is aggressive, ornery or just nuts.. don’t bother bringing him/her. The Bone Yard is all about friendly romping and good old fashioned butt sniffing. Cujo will have to stay home and chew on his mama and daddy for kicks.
4. All dogs must be OFF LEASH within the BoneYard. At first this didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but I noticed that dogs that come in on leash with nervous owners are really fearful and harassed by the other dogs. The owners end up tied up in their own leash from their dogs nervous circling . Last week, two young women entered the park with their little poodle. They kept her on leash and she tied them up. I started looking for cameras. Surely we were being punked. At the time, I didn’t have my camera or you’d be in for a treat.
It’s really great to see the dogs roaming freely all over their section. Some folks take the opportunity to pay good hard games of fetch with their pooch. The doggies fetch, run around, play, wrestle or just hang out under their owners bench in the shade. There’s fun lovin’ in the air!
The park boasts a really good little doggy and people water fountain. My only problem with it is that sometimes sand gets in the doggy part. I always scoop out all the muck and rinse it as best I can. Some owners are a little more concerned about that muck. So they bring little portable doggy water bowls with them and fill them up on the people part of the fountain. Now the picture I have here is not a picture of the fountain at the Bone Yard, but its the same type of thing. Ours looks a little lower. I think the one on the big dog side is like this.
The rest of the rules are no brainers extrapolations from plain old good manners. The rules are clearly posted at the park and also at the on the Friends of Animals website. So, really there is no excuse for breaking the rules. People have donated pooper scoopers and lots of people pick up after their own pet poo as well as those of others who are a bit too oblivious to notice the steaming mountain behind the only shady bench.
Besides butt sniffing, Opie likes to do what most dogs like to do at the park. Run around like a crazy dog! And man oh man is he fast! He can really book when he wants to get from point A to point B!
Now, I am in search of a dog beach near our house to take Opie. I know there is one at Coronado Island in San Diego. However, that’s just a little further from my house than I’d like. If anyone knows about any dog beaches in the L.A. area, please comment about it and let me know.
Opie’s a California Doggie Dude, but he’s never been to the beach. I think that’s tragic. I know he’ll go nuts about the seagulls and other birds. He’ll dig in the sand. He might be afraid of the surf, but shouldn’t he get a chance to check it out a little bit?
He promises not to poo in the sand….much!
Really, would that face lie?