The doors are clearly marked, but the dogs really don’t care.
I took these near a year ago.
I had things to say about this, and today is the day.
First of all, dogs don’t care about size. If you know dogs, you know it’s true. Dogs have no idea how big or small they are and they’re not sizeist about whose butt they sniff.
There are Teacup Terriers that will bite your ankles off to protect their people and there are Great Danes afraid of their own shadows. I know those dogs.
You know who cares about the size of dogs? Their humans.
I have a medium dog. If your dog weighs as much as you do, then I have a small dog. If you can carry your dog in your purse, I have a big dog.
I did not have Sadie with me the day I took these pictures. I’m glad I didn’t, because there was no medium dog run.
Sadie would want to go into both sides of the dog run, because she is a dog and signs are just things to pee on.
Somewhere out there in the interwebz is someone else who understands having a medium dog comes with certain doggy societal commentary. If I take my dog into the big dog run, people with very big dogs laugh and tell me how little she is. If I take my dog into the little dog run, people with small dogs gasp and pick up their dogs because they’re afraid my dog will eat theirs. Fortunately, most humans at dog runs and bark parks are not these people, but it happens.
For the record, Sadie has played with all the dogs and has neither eaten nor been eaten.
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