I don't know what is wrong with me, but I don't like the dog park anymore. Today, I would not even leave Linda's side for one minute. There was a tiny little shy Yorkie named Sophie who was on the bench with us. She would not leave her human either. We looked at each other and even touched noses, but I still would not play with her. Linda stayed and talked for an hour while I just chilled in my bag. From now on I'm going to run and hide under the bed when she asks if I want to go to the dog park.
