I’ve spent most of my summer lounging around the house, snuggling my pup, crafting, and simply enjoying doing whatever I want, whenever I want. Several times I’ve been told to enjoy myself because once baby man comes I won’t have this time anymore. I think I may be taking it to the extreme.
There is a dog park about 15 minutes from our house- it’s the best way to wear out our doberman. Paisley and I have made several trips to the park so she can enjoy some time running with other pups. Last summer I was “invited” to join the group that meets there at 9 every morning. The dogs play and their owners sit and chat. I wasn’t quite ready for that commitment and honestly, didn’t quite know how to answer the invitation. For a second I felt Paisley and I had been accepted. I quickly snapped out of that, nodded, smiled and thanked them for the nice gesture.
As I was sitting and observing the different life at the dog park this past week I realized I was going to be doing the same type of thing with a human next summer (not at the dog park but an actual park or play group). Crazy! While observing the dog parents and remembering my invitation from last summer, I realized that dog parents at the dog park aren’t much different than human parents at the human park.
The Know It All: This owner could tell you the time of day a dog arrives at the park, the dog’s breed, if the dog is friendly or well behaved and knows every dog’s name. If he doesn’t know the dog’s name, he is definitely not afraid to ask. Very nice gesture. It starts to get a little weird when he bends down to the dogs level and starts talking in dog voice. After this greeting, he then finds it acceptable to refer to your dog as if it’s his.
The Phone User: Usually this dog parent is so attached to their phone that they completely miss their dog being a total punk. I mean I know they are just dogs but we aren’t running a dog fighting ring, control your crazy pooch. Also, taking mass amounts of pictures of your dog with all the other dogs is a little much. I don’t want to happen to run across a picture of my pooch on social media.
The Over-Active Dog: This poor owner spends their entire time at the dog park apologizing for their super cute pup who enjoys saying hi…five times…to everyone who enters the park. This pup is usually pretty vocal and goes non-stop the entire time he there.
*Side note- This is probably going to be my human. Over-active, chatty, running around like a fool all.the.time. I’m hoping if I start mentally preparing myself for this now, it will be easier to deal with when the time comes.
The Bully Dog: “Oh, how cute, he’s playing with the dog 5x smaller than him.” “He loves to wrestle.” “He just gets soo excited to be here.” Um, no. How about we accept that your dog is about to start up that dog fighting ring we were talking about earlier? Not cute. Your dog is a brute. No one likes brutes.
The Rookie: No words need to be spoken from this poor person’s mouth. We don’t need to hear “this is our first time” to be able to tell that yes, it sure is. The overwhelmed look and short stay totally give you away. The bag of treats in your pocket doesn’t help either. We don’t have to even see this bag. It’s quite obvious what’s hiding in your jacket pocket when you are surrounded by ten dogs who are just staring at you, drooling. Bless your soul, we’ve all been the rookie.
The Continual Trainer: There is usually a large remote in the owner’s hand and they make loud obnoxious noises while they think their dog is listening to them. In all reality, the dog is chasing birds and comes back once they realize they have no chance of actually catching said bird. Of course, the dog gets praised for coming back. Everyone else can see what this dog parent didn’t see. This dog may listen well eventually, but he is going to do what he wants until then.
*My human will probably do this one, too.
Ok, last one.
The Poop Denier– This dog parent will clearly see their dog start the pre-poop shuffle (circling backwards) and decide to turn the other way or strike up a conversation in order to ignore that their dog is dropping a steamer. Therefore, not having to pick up the mess their dog left behind for others.
I’m sure all you mommas of humans can relate at least one of these to an experience you’ve had taking your child to the park for a play date. I can’t wait to join the club next summer.
Next update: Sam and I’s experience in baby classes. We are definitely not good at quiet, serious events. Laughter ensues which turns into quietly snorting, trying to hold back some gas from the Taco Bell you thought was a good idea to eat before class.