This week we went back to my favorite dog park. You remember, the one with the fun lake in it. Dad even came with us. (Which wasn't maybe a good idea, as you will soon see.)
We rode the whole 47 minutes to get there. And it was hot, hot, hot. Even though we went in the morning when it wasn't as hot as it was going to get. I was really looking forward to jumping in the lake with my friends. And to showing Dad how fun it was.
When we got to the park, there were dogs running on the grassy parts, but oh, no! the lake was closed! There was lots of water in it, but they wouldn't let us go in the water. I was sooooo disappointed. I tried to run with the other dogs on the grass, but it wasn't the same. I just came back and sat with Mom and Dad in the shade. What good is a park with a lake if you can't swim in the lake? This is the worstest dog park in the world.
And Mom was a little nervous, 'cuz she'd dragged Dad all the way here and then we weren't going to stay very long because there was no lake to play in. But Dad just said, "Oh, well, that's too bad." Easy for him to say. He couldn't swim in the lake anyway. Only I could swim in the lake and I couldn't swim in the lake. (Did that make sense? Maybe that didn't make sense.) But so we headed back to the car.
But then, Mom saved the day! Good ol' Mom, she's always thinking. See, not far from the car was a fire hydrant. No, I didn't need to pee on the fire hydrant. This was a really special fire hydrant. It was open and flowing water into a little pool around the hydrant. It was just big enough for me to do my Famous Signature Flop!
Here-this is the Signature Flop:
This is the flop that made all the California people laugh when I did it in the ocean. I guess no one does a flop like this in the ocean. Maybe there is a reason for that. Probably because the waves come and drown my flop!
So all was not in vain. But I hope the Worstest Park goes back to the Bestest Park soon.
Hope your bestest park stays bestest for you!
Love G
PS. Mom has some good books for you. She read, Circling the Sun, by Paula McLain about Beryl Markham. She was a Horsewoman in Nairobe, the first woman aviator to cross the Atlantic, and an all around naughty girl. She wrote about the same time and area as the author of Out of Africa, who was also played a large part in her book. Very interesting.
Then she liked "Brave Girl, Quiet Girl" by Catherine Ryan Hyde about a young runaway and a mother's love. And another one by Catherine Hyde she liked was "Stay" about a bunch of misfit people who managed to all save each other by being misfits. I liked "Stay" because it had a couple of dogs in it.
Love, G
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