Saturday, September 22, 2007

Goin' to the Park

A typical conversation at the dog park goes something like this: "Dogs are so weird..." We had a big Lab at the park today who was standing up on his hind legs for extended periods staring into trees. No birds there. Maybe the leaves? If you lowered the branch he seemed to be straining to reach he didn't seem too interested. Just kept standing there. Weird.

BoxerOne of the frequent topics discussed among the owners is the reaction of their dogs on the way to the park. "As soon as we turn at [this or that corner], [name goes here] goes nuts" is a common refrain. Even at home, some dogs seem to intuit when it's time to go to the park. Her owners say that neighbor dog Molly always waits at the window for me to pick her up on weekend mornings.

As we turn into the park, Molly doesn't just start whining, she licks the back of my ear-- not as unpleasant as it sounds. When sufficiently excited on the way to the park, Pappy just starts barking loudly at every dog he spots-- every bit as unpleasant as it sounds. What brought this subject to mind was this morning when I was at the park there was this car driving up with its windows open. From a hundred yards away I could hear this constant yowling gradually getting louder, like a perverse off-key siren. Now that would be really fun.

2 comments:

Cedarfield said...

Oh, I'd say i have you all beat. Because it seems like everywhere we go that is a doggie fun center (parks, agility class, agility trials, etc) has a gravel drive, whenever and wherever we encouter gravel in the car, my dogs go nuts and won't stop until we either stop and get out of the car or hit blacktop again. And since we live in the country we have lots of long gravel roads.

I just turn the music way up.

Pappy's Fella said...

One of my favorite Lucinda Williams songs is Car Wheels on a Gravel Road. You bring a whole new meaning to the phrase.