Premier of Tales from Dog Park

Today is the first blog from the Tales from Dog Park. I thought of calling it "Tails from Dog Park", but Tales encompasses both dog and people. This is about dogs and their owners and their passion for each other. Dog Park is a microcosm of urban dog owner life. It is, also, a view of the dog pack in action. For more than anything else, dogs want to be with a pack. They are, after all, pack animals. Since dogs are the cast of characters, I will shortly be adding photos of dogs and their stories.



I will start with my dog, Jordan. She is an 11 year old mostly black Border Collie and Golden Retriever/ Flat Coat Retriever mix. Not sure about that second part. She has a tuxedo shirt white spot on her chest. Jordan came from the Anti-Cruelty Society in Chicago. She was then 6 1/2 years old and had been given up by her first family 4 months earlier. She had been in a cage for the entire 4 months. No one wanted her. She was not the pretty girl that she is now. She had lost 20 pounds, had a permanently dripping eye, had no hair left on her bottom or tale. he was so depressed and hopeless that I had to call her name "Simone" three times before she lifted her head up and made eye contact. The look on her angel face said, "Could you want me, because no one has wanted me in four months."



When Jordan (whose name was originally Simone, hence her name Jordan Simone), made eye contact, she looked into my soul. And, it was love at first eye contact. That was it. She was my dog.



It was funny because I was not looking for a dog. I had previously rescued two pure bred golden Retrievers, Lucy and Abby...both fantastic dogs. I have great dog kharma, with men, not so good. I had been planning to get another golden, but had a funny dream. I dreamed that Lucy the Golden came to me and told me it was time to get a new dog. I was moving and had no plans to get a new dog. One thing was that in this dream, Lucy looked like a black Border Collie with a white chest. So, I went to the Anti-Cruelty to donate dog food. When I popped into the dog room, I saw the dog from my dream. So, what else could I do? I took Jordan home with me that night.



That is my dog story. There are many other