Friday, October 29, 2010

Just call me “The People Whisperer”

Mom took me to the puppy park today because the sky stopped crying for a while. The puppy park was super muddy, which means that Mom wasn’t going to have clean pants for long. She tells me that she’s a mud and slobber magnet.

I was having a good time playing with a black lab, when I saw Cody the husky and his dad, Dennis come in. I really like Dennis and am always happy to see him, but I’m not very fond of Cody. Nothing against Cody, as he’s always been nice to me. I just don’t dig huskies.

Not long after Cody came to the park, a lady and her pit bull came in. I don’t normally have a problem with pit bulls, but I decided that I didn’t want to be this guy’s friend. I didn’t like his mom either, and let her know. Mom told me that I had bad manners and tried to get me to stop barking at the lady, but there was something about her that bugged me. Mom took me to the other side of the dog park to keep me quiet.

I’m glad she did because that dog got into a big fight with Cody. Cody’s dad separated them and then laid on top of Cody to protect him, which I thought was really cool. What wasn’t cool was what happened next. The lady I didn’t like started kicking her dog and hitting him on the head. Now Mom knows why I didn’t like the lady. 

The lady put her dog on a leash and stayed in the park. Every time Cody would come close her dog would lunge at him, and then she whipped him with his leash and kicked him some more. She also used a lot of words that Mom says are very rude. Mom told the lady that she shouldn’t hit her dog, but the lady said that it shows her dog who is the boss. I think it just shows that she’s a mean lady.

Finally the lady left. She mentioned that her dog has been bitten by four dogs this year, but he never starts it. I think the lady needs to go in the corner until she understands that she AND her dog are causing this to happen.

Mom told Dad tonight that every time I have this reaction to someone in the dog park, she later sees why I don’t like that person. Too bad Mom doesn’t have my mad skillz at figuring out who’s bad and who’s nice. It’s a handy time-saver. No need to waste time on mean people, when there are so many nice people in this world, right?