What’s With the Dog Park

Mommy and I went to the dog park today. I love running around without my leash. I can chase leaves and pick up sticks, you know, all the good stuff. But, what’s with the fence?

Look at my friend’s on the other side of the fence. The brown one is a puppy just like me. He’s only 8 months old. They both wanted to play with me, but I’m on the other side of the fence. We ran back and forth for a few minutes. That was fun but then they ran to the middle of the park. Mommy says they’re in the “big dog park” and we’re on the “little dog” side. What’s with that? I can run fast and keep up with them. I’m sure of it. There aren’t any other dogs on the “little dog” side. Again, should have been a German Shepherd!

Gotta go, but come back again because Mommy says now that I can go up the stairs I am going to learn to go down. We’ll see about that.

Love from Cooper.