I don't get to the go to the bark park. I get nervous and growl and nip at other dogs. That's why I'm going to school pretty soon. Mom hopes I will find someting called manners. Even after that though, I'm not sure mom will take me. When I play I growl and make tazmanian devil noises. It's a little scary, if you don't know me! Yogi, if I find any manners at this school, I will share them with you so maybe you can go back to the Bark Park. ;)
Guess it's a good thing I don't like to play ball, or I might be in the same situation as you. I'm already grounded for what I did on Sunday. Fortunately, it's Friday and my sentence is almost up. Mom may even cave and take me for a ride this morning rather than making me wait til we go to the airport to pick up Dad tonight.
Yogi, Yogi, Yogi --- as one HUGE ball lover to another, I feel for you. They just don't get it, do they? She probably didn't even want it but that's not the point - she looked at it. I understand your problems Yogi. I'd probably do the same. Doesn't make it right but I understand. We go to non-dog parks to play ball... open fields, parks (where there are no leash laws ala Grandma's house, Church lots, ball diamonds, etc. But I don't use a leash ignore everyone but my ball, and always come back to play so that makes a difference. Good luck Yogi!
Boomer on Aug 31 at 07:42 AM