About the dude who brings his poodles to the dog park in a Cadillac XLR

We generally take Big-Lips Bruno to the Owen Sound dog park six days a week, weather permitting. Monday to Friday me and Bruno head over there right after we drop off the Farm Manager at her day job. On Saturday we head into town to pick up some gluten-free goodies at Boon Bakery, have breakfast at the always-excellent European Bakery, and then do a few laps around the dog park on the way home. On Sunday, we head into Wiarton for the weekly shop at Foodland, and then we check out the Wiarton dog park. That's where we keep running into a dude who delivers his two poodles in a Cadillac XLR. They are remarkabley uncouth by poodle standards. He parks his car, does one lap with his dogs, which gives them just enough time for a shit and some gratuitious harrassment of other dogs, and off they go. The Cadillac SLR is a relatively rare specimen based on the Corvette. Goes like stink, which I suspect inspires the poodles to commit mayhem on arrival. Today we saw them with fresh haircuts. That's why we finally realized they were poodles. Before, they were just random hairballs racing around the dog park. We even found out they have names; Wag and Wag. Yup, both dogs have the same name.

Pure puppy bliss

Both me and the Farm Manager grew up with dogs.

She had a pup who did the mail route with the mailman, and then wandered home.

I grew up with a series of German shepherd pups. My dear mother had always loved those dogs and went to the trouble of registering as a CKC breeder.

As much as we love all the dogs we knew before, we both love Bruno like nobody else.

He had an inauspicious start here. Rescued him from a shelter two km down the road. That wouldn't be a place an Italian mastiff would show up, but apparently he's a runt in the world of mastiff breeders, and had to be ditched.

We're more than delighted with what we pulled out of the ditch.

There were some early interactions with other dogs that did not go well. That's when I started taking the Big Boy to the Owen Sound dog park.

He managed to get on the wrong side of Cooper and Lilly in the first five minutes.

But he's been making up for that faux pas ever since.

Bruno doesn't realize he's the biggest dog in the dog park. His best pals are the wee pups like Bucky, a miniature spaniel, and Bruce, a six-week-old black lab.

Another thing he doesn't realize is he's now on the Facebook page for the local dog park. I wouldn't have known, but the Farm Manager is on Facebook, and she tells me the Big Boy is a rock star there.

Whatever. 

What I know for sure; this is the smartest canine I've ever had stewardship of. (You never actually "own" them). He's made peace with the realities of dog park life. 

And he makes me laugh out loud 100 times a day.

Good boy, Bruno!