Every morning Eric and I cruise on over to Livingston St. Park for a little play time. That's where all of my friends (and girlfriends) hang out and catch up on the latest goss--you know, who's eating what, walking where, the best new pee spots, etc. (same stuff humans talk about).
Here's the entrance. I can't read yet (for those of you wondering, I dictate this blog to Lisa), but I think it must say something like "Best Dog Park Ever: Be Prepared For Some Serious Fun."
And of course, the best part of the park is play time. Here's me and my bud Moby in action:
Did you happen to notice who won?
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