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TrystInn ([personal profile] trystinn) wrote2005-09-01 11:21 am

Dog Park Vent

Since hubby is taking Thursday through Tuesday off to make a nice long weekend, we decided to take the dogs to the dog park last night. Since I always wash and fill our milk and juice containers with water for the dog park, we had to load up the van with them before leaving. You always wonder why folks don't seem to understand there's no running water at the dog park, so bring it with you!

"It was a gorgeous (if chilly) day at the dog park and the dogs really enjoyed themselves. At one point, I counted more than thirty dogs, most of them fairly well behaved. There's always a few however, the Akita that was snarling and visibly foaming at the mouth who finally attacked Gracie right as she entered the park - way to go owners, where were you?? They finally had to put the Akita in their car for a "time out"...geesh.

Then there's the idiot with the rottweiler who has no idea how to take care of his unneutered dog (we really don't approve of unaltered animals at the dog park). Every time I see that poor Rottie, his anal sacks need emptying and he's visibly limping because of it. We've honestly had this conversation with his owner more than a dozen times - he keeps saying he'll take the dog to the vet. Yep, been over a year now. Thank the Gods he's finally taken that electric shock collar of the Rottie - that dog is a horror story waiting to happen, its so undisciplined and out of control. Massive fights every time the Rottie is there. You can see the exodus as owners get their dogs and leave after this idiot at his Rottie arrive. Get the hint!

Then there's the big white Newfie who for all intentions is a great dog, but will double back and attack a younger dog if it gets too close. Yep, the owner of the Newfie was conspicuously non-involved with watching the dog, and it weighs over 100 pounds...big dog for someone like me to handle when it jumps on someone.

Then there's the idiot with the pit bull. Really, I completely detest these dogs and don't bother to tell me the "well, they're really Staffordshire Terriers". I don't care. I do not understand why people get these dogs and I really don't like how the owners ignore their pits then act all surprised when there's a problem. Yes, dear pit owner, every damn one of you thinks their pit is different, their pit is friendly, their pit was raised correctly with discipline and training, and yet you're always so shocked when the pit attacks someone or some dog. Every damn one of you! Keep that pit away from me, because frankly, I'm sick of pulling your pit bull out of every damn fight at the park while you spout this "but he's normally so friendly" bullshit. I lost a cousin to one of these horrible monster dogs, and really, nothing anyone has to say to me is going to change my feelings about these dogs. And btw, get that fricking dog FIXED! If your dog was fixed, he wouldn't get into so many fights!

After I demurred from holding a newborn (who the hell brings a newborn to a DOG PARK?), I managed to keep an eye out on our three dogs (not an easy task, itself). Glory likes to run around barking, so its all I can do to keep up with her and shush her. And since she cannot hear a dog growling at her, she's always surprised when one of them tries to warn her off with a snap. No one likes a barking dog, so instead of sitting at the picnic table like the other owners, I'm up and about, watching the dogs, stopping fights and shushing Glory. That's my job at the park, I understand this. Tracker, of course, just plants himself in front of someone sitting so they can rub him. Smart dog and rarely a trouble, but woe to the dog who tries to mess with his Momma!

Gracie had so much fun playing fetch (she has a group of humans who love using the chuck it to toss the ball for her) - she actually tore off a bit of her footpad on her front left foot. She came home and promptly threw up in the living room twice and then again on the porch. Its not bleeding, but the flap finally fell off this morning, so she's limping a bit."

Poor little gal, just trying to have fun. No dog park until she's healed.

[identity profile] the-siobhan.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I take it the dog park is self-supervised? Is there any way of the "good" dog-owners banding together to enforce some rules?

And as for the pit bulls, I love pits, but they should not be allowed to run loose around other animals. They are fighting dogs and it is instinct for them to want to attack other dogs. Anybody who doesn't know that hasn't learned enough about their own pet to be capable of being a responsable pit owner.

[identity profile] tryst-inn.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Yep, the dog park is self-supervised - though we've discussed the concept of a volunteer referees or something. The problem is the dog park is run entirely on donations, so the council doesn't want to risk alienating the owners. Which I think is funny, as the trouble owners don't donate, anyway. Whenever I ask them about their membership they look at me blankly and mumble something like "doesn't the city pay for this?"

About three months ago after yanking another discarded cigarette butt from a dog's mouth, I quietly put up no smoking signs at the park. Dogs who belong to non-smokers don't seem to understand that cigarette butts are poisonous. Now, I have absolutely no authority to do this - but it appears to be working! Yay for me!

Thanks for understanding the rant and not getting on my case about my pit tirade. It was a heat of the moment thing, and I really appreciate you understanding that. My sis has two pit mixes, which are darling as they were mixed with calmer breeds and she's very hardcore about their discipline and supervising them.

And for understanding that these dogs don't really belong at a dog park. The ignorance of the owners is what really frightens me. That Rottie owner absolutely creeps us out.

[identity profile] tryst-inn.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Yep, the dog park is self-supervised - though we've discussed the concept of a volunteer referees or something. The problem is the dog park is run entirely on donations, so the council doesn't want to risk alienating the owners. Which I think is funny, as the trouble owners don't donate, anyway.

Whenever I ask them about renewing their membership they look at me blankly and mumble something like "doesn't the city pay for this?"

About three months ago after yanking another discarded cigarette butt from a dog's mouth, I quietly put up no smoking signs at the park. Dogs who belong to non-smokers don't seem to understand that cigarette butts are poisonous. Now, I have absolutely no authority to do this - but it appears to be working! Yay for me!

Thanks for understanding the rant and not getting on my case about my pit tirade. It was a heat of the moment thing, and I really appreciate you understanding that. My sis has two pit mixes, which are darling as they were mixed with calmer breeds and she's very hardcore about their discipline and supervising them.

And for understanding that these dogs don't really belong at a dog park. The ignorance of the owners is what really frightens me. That Rottie owner absolutely creeps us out and we typically leave moments after he arrives.

Clue by four, indeed.

[identity profile] the-siobhan.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Rotts are another breed that seem to attract completely clueless owners. I used to have a neighbour that had a Rottie that was completely uncontrollable - she'd follow me into my own garage growling and threatening.

I always feel sorry for the dogs and pissed off that as soon as the one inevitably attacks somebody and gets destroyed, the owner can just go out and buy a replacement.

[identity profile] tryst-inn.livejournal.com 2005-09-13 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Luckily courts are starting to realize that and the majority of the violent dog cases require the owner either not own another dog for a period of years (which the ASPCA enforces) or rescind one's ownership priviledges altogether.

Which is what happened to the owner of the dog who killed my cousin.

Grrrr!