we used to go to the dog park. in the end i decided that owen didnt really like it. i went with a friend and her dog. but owen always got pounced on (he's short). i felt that for THAT park the hierarchies were so set that when my little wimpy dog showed up everyone above him (which was everyone) felt like they could bite his bum, steal his ball... he started looking stressed. we switched to a non dog park with fewer dogs, and most on leashes. just my two cents.
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