We just got home from the dog park. It was the first time for Chimmie. He did not like it one bit. There was a 4-month old pit/boxer puppy that was bowling everyone over. Poor Chim was crying and whimpering the entire time. He spent most of the time on Jerry's shoulders. I did great. I didn't cry once and stood up to the beast when he got pushy. After a little while Linda suggested we leave the dog park and go for a long walk. There are about 12 soccer fields next to the park, and we walked around about 1/2 of them. Both Chim and I are totally worn out. Nap time.