Pooch parade alters perspective
We returned last week from spending five months in Mexico and one month on the road.
One of the first things I did was to check the Peace Arch News to see the latest news.
Well, there were some serious articles, such as the unfortunate man losing his leg, but then I had to go on to my favourite part, “the opinions,” to see what were the latest “quejas” – that is Spanish for beefs – and, of course, it was the same old, same old: the dog issues, the parking, the tree-cutting issues and, of course the future of “White Rock.” So, I thought I had better sharpen my pen so I could add my two cents worth, in case I had something to add.
But then something happened to change my outlook.
On Sunday morning we went for a walk in Centennial Park. We had no idea there was a “doggy day event” – we just happened upon these little signs which read: “Getting a dog will probably be the best opportunity you will have to pick your relative.”
The signs just went on and on. We followed the path and, each time we read another one, we just said “right on…” until finally we reached the tents were the Rotary Club was stationed.
There were all sorts of dogs, of every breed and colour, and they were taking pictures of the dogs and the weather was perfect and everyone was happy and it was just a beautiful thing and it was the first time in a long time that I have felt “the warm fuzzies.” It would be even more perfect if someone said that there wasn’t “one piece of doggy doo anywhere in the park.”
Anyways, thanks to everyone who put this event on and we hope there are more like this.
D. Barros, White Rock