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We are Brothers now. We came from the same Rescue Group at different times. Going to the Dog Park together is our favorite pastime. We run around and play with our friends.

When I get to the Dog Park I am so excited because it feels like I've just jumped into a pool full of Tennis Balls...and Bacon!

I love to kick up my heels at the Park. And there's plenty of room for me to stretch my legs. It's so much fun I never want to go home.

Guarding the house is my job. I come to the Park to unwind and let my worries float away.

I'm a Treasure Hunter. Look at this Special Stick that I found! I played with it until I was too tired to carry it. 

Taco’s my name; Frisbee’s my game. Running and leaping high to catch the prize is so much fun.

Oh, give me a park where there's room to roam, and the dogs and the people can play. Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day.

My nose knows whats goin' on at the Park. I've got lots of dirt to share. You have time?

I'm a runner. Turn me loose and I'll cover some serious ground. Then, when I get home, I'm a very good dog.

Where to start? This Park is my little piece of heaven: freedom to run, balls to chase, friends to sniff, and so much more.  Simply put, it's  just the best.

Oh give us land, lots of land, underneath a sunny sky....don't fence us in. Let us run through the wide open country that we love...

Take me out to the Dog Park so that I can run and play, and I become a different dog when I get home: tired.