It wasn’t that long ago that we domestic dogs – canis lupus familiaris – lived a very different lifestyle. Our parents would let us out the back door, and we weren’t expected home until, well, we wanted to come home. We would go out, find our pals, tour the neighborhood and do whatever we wanted: chase deer, visit the local butcher or, if we were really clever, we could get a burger and a pat on the head at the local “drive-thru” (or, if we weren’t clever – a swat on the backside with a broom).
Now, of course, things are different. We are literally more tied to humans – by the leash. The leash has changed things. It could be argued that many of our behavioral disorders have risen by its very use and the circumstances thereof. We really don’t have much of a choice. The world has changed with more people, more roads and more cars; it’s really just not that safe out there in the world anymore. Porcupine quills in our noses and skunk spray on our coats are the least of our worries nowadays.
So, what’s a dog to do? Ask your humans to push for a dog park in your neighborhood. In our circumstances, our mom and dad had to petition our HOA. They pulled out all the stops, God bless them. They were armed with statistics on the neighborhood, on dog ownership, and on the growth of dog parks as the “in” thing to have. In the end, they won a space for a dog park and its now one of our most popular amenities. Residents pitched in to build it, and we had a big party to celebrate – hot dogs, of course! We even voted on the park’s name, the winner being “Woof Gang Park.”
Feel free to franchise it all over the world.
Remember, dogs are people, too!
Your faithful Cavaliers,
Happy & Lady Randolph