I just got back from a walk in the park with Ralph (our white Maltese Shitzu dog). People like Ralph.
It’s a beautiful park, with acres and acres of trees, grass and natural bush land located beside a creek. And it’s dog friendly, which means that dogs and humans can frolic around without leashes, provided you take a plastic bag or two (no need to elaborate on the details).
But there’s something peculiar about this park. It changes: some days it’s quiet, as if nature has taken a day off, whereas on other days there’s an abundance of activity.