|There were signs at the dog park that other dogs had been there recently. |
Or was it a wolf?
So we drove over to the Ross Dog Park. As we crested the hill we saw that it was still full of snow and there were NO DOGS! What had I gotten myself into. But I really wanted to go to the park and sniff around so we got out and made it across the street without slipping (I'm lucky I have four paws!).
We walked up the big hill... crunch, crunch through the ice and snow. It was kinda wet. As I got to the upper park I saw that it was foggy. It was kind of like playing "Hound of the Baskervilles." Eerie and scary. Maybe the other dogs knew something I didn't know and stayed home. Arooooo!
|Here I am in the fog playing Hound of the Baskervilles|
But then all of a sudden I heard something. It was another dog scampering toward me. I was so relieved. I wasn't alone. This dog wanted to play but I was still too shook up to romp. Besides, I didn't want to get wet or muddy.
|Here's the other dog at the park. See how snowy it is?|
I made it around the park once and hung out around some new people who were sitting on a bench watching their dogs play. I hung around so much I decided I'd just stay there and didn't go down the hill when my owner called. (Selective hearing loss).
|Here I am not coming when I am called.|
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
Eventually the young couple were co-opted into catching me and delivering me to my owner so we could go home. I was getting wet as it had started to rain.
Don't tell anyone, but I was ready to go home anyway!
Love, Cinnamon the snow dog.