This week Big Dog, Momma and I went to the dog park in our town. We were all pretty excited about it. The two of them seem to like when I play with the other fur kids. I like to play with them as well. We rumble, tumble and rough house.

We went after work and I was shaking my body so hard I almost bent in half. That is my usual “Oh, boy!” excited dance. Kind of like a pee-pee dance but different. They put my leash on me and were were off. There was this yippe little bulldog, I thought I could play with her, but no dice. Her Momma moved her away and the folks wanted to keep moving. Too bad. I bet I could have run over the top of her.

Eventually, we arrived at the dog park area! It has a fence so all the dogs can run and play off leash. Nobody was there. *pout* I ran around and sniffed to beat the band. I went down an embankment and played in the water. Then I would race around really fast! Big Dog threw a ball and I ran to it, sniffed it and left it there. That way he would find it later when he wanted it. I’m helpful like that.

After about 20 minutes two young men came walking through the dog park. OH, BOY! I went running for them like my hair was on fire!! Surely they would want to play with a poor puppy who has not playmates. They petted me and told me how unusual I was. While they were walking I would bounce next to them and run off. Then I would race to them again. I was sure they wanted me to go with them, so I tried to follow. Big Dog told me to come back. Spoil sport. We waited a while longer for another victim, I mean friend, but no one came. So it was time to go home. No puppies to play with.

Next time I’m sure there will be a puppy around to play with. I can just feel it!