Next to the park two dogs, little old Molly and quiet Kevin the Collie, sit on their veranda. They see everyone and can tell us the best gossip. Their owners also have two rabbits and a cat called Reggie. Reggie sometimes hides from me in the ivy then gives me a fright. (I am scared of cats after my neighbour Helen’s cat Mia bailed me up in a corner when I was just a little puppy).
Arriving at RD Park
Once I have safely crossed to the other side of Park Street I run into Richard Diggins Park. All the kids, yell “KoKo!” and come rushing over to play. They are mostly girls – Kate, Rose, Jessica, Annabel, Leisha, Clare, Isabella, Sophia, Poppy and May May. Then there is Michael, Emris from Belgium and Jack and James from England, all kicking their football around. When I give the girls a lick on the ear. They think I am kissing them and they giggle.
The first thing I have to do after I say hello to the kids is say, “Excuse me, please”. I run off deep into the jungle of ivy to go to the Weetrees. The kids know not to look because this is a private thing to do. Then I leap and jump over the plants with my little springy legs and rush out to have fun. Everyone laughs and plays.
(Like many dogs I have a strange compulsion to walk in three circles before I toilet.
If you know why please send a message to my blog (or if you are a dog,
just leave a Weemail on the Jacaranda near Lord’s Sports Centre).
Mum has taught me that it is polite to share, so I let each kid walk me on my lead. I also let the kids turn the tap on for me so I can have a long, cool drink. Of course I could drink out of the water bowl like other dogs, but I like pretending that I need them to help me. One day you can see from the photo that I decided to try some eye drops for fun.
There are lots of babies and young kids at the park. I do not want them to be afraid of dogs like my mum was. So wherever I am I give away my smiles. There are so many inside me I can be generous.
There are many people at the park who are new to Subiaco. Sometimes I see them for a few days and then they disappear. I hear they are called FIFOs! Not to be confused with UFOs which are the sparkling things we see in the night sky sometimes. Or maybe they are called stars?
If none of my friends are in the park I just wander through the bushes. Or I might chase my shadow. It grows long and skinny then suddenly short and fat. It amazes me how it moves and I can’t catch it. When I feel tired I just sit and think. Sometimes I just sit. My friend, Eric, who teaches meditation, thinks more people should be like me. Mindfulness is another skill more humans could use when they are in the park. Then they would all be less stressed.
At times after too much sitting I get fidgety again so I have a smell around the park looking for Weemails. Which of my mates has been here today? Are there any new dogs visiting? Of course I am always on the lookout for food scraps. When I am very, very lucky I find a bit of leftover sausage from someone’s BBQ! My belly taut and full is a feeling most wonderful.
I don’t mean to be dogmatic, but I don’t know any other animal on earth who loves a BBQ sausage as much as I do.
One day I tried some eye drops for fun.