I am not sure if I will ever run around in a dog park again. Last week I was at the fenced doggie park with Arrow. I don’t know what got into me. I was standing next to a leg and I bit it. It looked kind of like a Great Dane leg, but it belonged to a woman. She was bleeding. It was a little bite but it was bad. Her pants tasted kind of like socks. Maybe I need glasses—or contacts.
Arrow was running around and I was hanging around. I calmly nipped at the leg and then went about my business. It was bad. We had to leave. My mom is worried about me.
I’ll tell you about some dog parks in Colorado that I visited while I can still remember them. The places I may never see again.
Cherry Creek State Park in Denver is very nice. There is a big section where doggies can run around and play. There is the creek and a muddy pond to swim and splash in. Lots of trails. There is a place with horses in part of the park where doggies aren’t supposed to go. (Where Arrow went under the fence and ate horse poop.)
There is a smaller-- but not too small-- fenced park in another part of Denver called Stapleton. (Where I had my unfortunate nip incident.) It is mostly sand with a few trees and places for humans to sit. It isn’t bad as long as it’s not too hot. When it’s hot, it’s like a desert.
We went to a fenced in but woodsy park in Golden, a city not far from Denver. This place was nice because it was cool. There were some paths and lots of trees. It is part of a bigger park. I walked around with a doggie who looked like Amber Mae.
And there is Cheesman Park, around the corner from our house. You aren’t supposed to be off your leash there, but it’s been known to happen. It’s got good smells even on the leash.