The Playground
Saturday, January 17th, 2009Although rain poured out of the sky the other day, we had about fifteen of our day care dogs looking for some fun. As we watched, each dog’s personality and actions reminded me of children on a school playground.
Some of the bolder dogs raced right through huge puddles, not caring about getting paws wet (obviously not my dogs!!!). A few stepped daintily around the puddles; you could almost hear them fussing about the mud and the wet clumping their hair.
On days when the weather is more cooperative and we have twenty or more running around the yards, it is even more fun to watch. My own dog is the one who wants to play, play, play and will run with anyone, not caring about size, breed, etc. To him, there is no such concept as too much playground time! My other dog is the kid on the playground who kind of wants to play with the others, but really doesn’t know how. She ends up annoying everyone and then sits at the gate looking sad that no one wants to be her friend. And yes, we even have the popular crowd comprised mostly of the “regulars.” They seem to be in charge on the playground, not by bullying but through that often envied, “I know what’s going on around here” mentality. Like real playgrounds, there is lots of yelling: “Hey! I want you to play with me! Yes, you! Can’t you see me over here with the stick?” The school yard bully is here too, playing just a bit too rough and almost daring us to put him or her in a time out. There are even the playground ouchies, sometimes equivalent to a skinned knee, sometimes more so. Heck, I remember as a kid throwing a rock directly at a neighbor boy (sorry Chip!). I wasn’t trying to be mean, but a total lack of common sense took over and the poor kid almost lost an eye. Dogs, and kids, sometimes have those moments, don’t they? The nice thing about a playground is that more often than not, it will very quickly return to normal.
Watching the dogs play is fun. It reminds me of my own days spent on a play ground, with mostly good days and the occasional bad day. I usually always left with a smile on my face. It seems like most of our day care dogs do too! “Great day, mom, but ready to have some dinner and rest my head!”