Boo suggested the dog park.
For the record, I initially said no way. But I eventually relented. That was so very wrong, but at least now Boo has gotten it out of his system until things dry up. Boo hates to be muddy.
|I was very grateful for my new winter boots in all their rubber, waterproof glory.|
|Three acres of this. Tell me again why we went?|
My least favourite part of the day? Delicately stepping around to avoid all the dog poop and assorted garbage that has come to the surface as the snow and ice have melted. Seriously people! It's gross! If you are out with a dog, you must pick up after it. Period. End of Story. This also means that you have to keep an eye on your dog, even in the huge off-leash park. It amazes me how many dog owners sit back with a book, or engage in deep conversations with each other while their dogs wander off on their own, unattended. Are they pooping? Fighting with each other? Trying to dig their way out? Apparently some owners don't care. I have been known to call out, "Hey! Someone's pooping! Who belongs to this guy?"
I'm looking forward to a few good rainfalls and the municipal street cleaning crews to get this city tidied up. Meanwhile, if I can just make the plea to everyone out there - pick up after your dog - pick up after yourself. Don't litter. Let's try to keep our streets and parks clean and lovely so we can ALL enjoy them this spring. 'K?