When I set out for a walk with Chloe, my pockets are stuffed with treats, a clicker, the house keys, a roll of poop bags, my phone, deterrent spray and a Gulpy. If I’m going to the dog park, I might also wedge in a mini tennis ball.… Read the rest
Chloe and I went to Sarasota in mid- March for the opera season, and were happy to find the 17th Street Paw Park. It’s huge, with a very large small ‘n’ shy area. There are a couple of picnic tables and a lot of convenient plastic chairs (nearly all of which have been drawn by the locals into the sun, though there are several welcome patches of shade).… Read the rest
