When you travel with pets, particularly dogs, you also look for good places for them to get extra exercise. Despite our two dogs being twelve and sixteen years old, they still love to roam around the dog park and meet dogs to play with. Being in the RV, which has limited room, and only taking walks, even when they are nice and long, can cause them to become anxious. We look around and talk to dog owners at the parks we find. In this case, we’d had several people tell us about this great dog park called Bear Creek Dog Park. And it was awesome! Our babies loved it, and there were lots of dogs everywhere!
This was the entrance we used, but there are three different gates:
The young man in the blue shirt with the umbrella doesn’t have a dog, but comes to love all the dogs for his “therapy” several days a week. He was very sweet and knew many of the dogs’ names. Who wouldn’t want to spend time at a dog park?!
On our left was the “Little Dog” park. But our girl, Sophie, is used to her big brother. And smartly will stand between my feet when more than one big dog comes over to us (if she’s fast enough). We keep a pretty good eye on her, though. The older man in the photo had two cute beagles playing and braying! They were so cute, but too fast to grab a photo!
A short walk into the park is a gazebo. There were two young girls there with their dogs, and I don’t know how to fuzz out faces, so I just included the edge of it on the left. There was a picnic table and benches there.
Do you notice all the gorgeous trees and ground cover or grass everywhere, aside from the path? It’s beautiful!
Jay was watching Sophie while I took this photo. We know Tristan can stand up for himself as he matches the size of most other dogs. He’s right behind Dad:
What a beautiful, albeit humid, day! Now, that’s humid in my book, which means it’s probably around forty-five to fifty percent. I know, I’m a wimp! In my defense, the Western United States is known for its dryness, especially around the Four Corners States. That includes Utah, Colorado, New Mexico, and Arizona. I’ve lived in this area for most of my life.
Sophie was having herself a great time smelling all the smells:
And here is the fenced-in area to credit those who contributed to the building of the park. It’s beautiful:
Now for the best part of this beautiful park. It has a creek running through it! I wouldn’t let our little Sophie near it, and she didn’t want to go, either. I was surprised that Tristan didn’t really want to go into the water, either.
But a couple we’d been walking with let their two dogs in. And there were several others, too. I’m hoping that after several visits here, Tristan will be interested.
The beagle was the second Roscoe we’d met. The first was a basset hound. They were having so much fun running up and down the rocks there!
I have long wanted a Corgie. I’m not too particular about which breed – Pembroke or Cardigan Welsh. They’re both beautiful. I love their John Wayne swagger when they walk away. As we were leaving, there was a six-month-old Corgie, but I couldn’t get a good photo of him. My gosh, he was a cutie.
Traveling with dogs, or any pets, is not the easiest thing. We’ve decided, at this point in our lives, that after our babies are gone, we won’t get any other pets. I’m not sure how well I’ll do with that. I’ve had pets almost my entire life. Jay has had them off and on, and then his mother would give them away. For me, animals are family, and we keep them until they pass away or have to be put down due to illness. In the last five years, we’ve lost four pets – two dogs and two cats, all older. And that’s pretty tough on a family. I’m thinking that not having to say goodbye after our current two loves leave us, it might be a good thing.
I’m hoping that as my heart issues seem to get a little better, we’ll be able to do more. For now, I’ll do my best to have something to share regularly! This gal doesn’t give up easily!
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