On Sunday I finished reading the book, Merle's Door: Lessons from a Freethinking Dog. It was one of those heart-warming "life of a dog" books which ended just as I expected it would: Merle dies. And of course it made me want to do something special for my own dog.
I looked over at Brix and decided to bring him to the dog park - for the first time ever. Our old dog, Dexter, wasn't all that great at the dog park. He didn't really like other dogs and tended to pay no attention to the humans in his life. But Brix is a bit more focused on us, and according to the doggy day care people, he loves to play with other dogs.
So, off we went. When we got there, I parked a little bit away. I was nervous - I had no idea how Brix would be. I finally got up the courage, brought him in and let him off his leash. Brix was in doggie heaven. He had a wonderful time, played appropriately with other dogs, greeted humans appropriately, and even made good friends with a little blond-haired boy.
I had fun because Brix had fun.
