This week, mom took me to a dog park. I gotta tell you, the people park looked fun, but since she said I wasn't allowed there (I didn't see her ask anyone, because I would have flashed them those eyes that I do when I want something and totally have gotten the go ahead), I tried my best to make the dog park a people park.
I went around to all the owners and sat in front of them and got all kinda loves. I'm irresistible and I know it. People kept telling mom that I was such a beautiful, handsome dog and she said "thank you" - like she had anything to do with it.
I played with a couple kids which was fun, but I just don't see the appeal of a dog park. My back yard has toys and grass and a nice, clean water bowl. The dog park: a communal water bowl (um, ew), no toys and no grass. I just can't figure out what I'm supposed to do there.
Sometimes I just don't know what that woman is thinking.