The dog-park near our house opened last Saturday with great fanfare. We missed the ribbon-cutting ceremony but arrived shortly thereafter, at about 12:30 p.m. There were a good many people there between the dog-park opening and the kid's part opening. We immediately let the dogs off their leashes and off they ran. Schaffer had to make a perimeter check first of course. Greta ran off to meet new friends. They ran around and gave everybody a once over, and then checked out the far side of the park with Jason.
By that time I saw that Greta was wanting to lay down. She'd get up and go a few steps and plop back down. We got her out of the sun and she would barely stand up while we were waiting in line for the water hose. She had already laid all the way out on the sidewalk by the time we got the hose, so we let her drink water bits at a time and then just used the water to cool her down.
It scared the bejesus out of me. In the meantime Schaffer had escaped into the doggie airlock (there are two sets of gates going in to the open area)and was trying to pick up on a cute little lhaso.
Despite the drama, it was a fun time. There were lots of cute doggies and they were all well behaved. There was a zydeco band playing up the hill. It was very hot (especially if you are a solid blue/black dog bred to herd livestock in the mountains of Bavaria).
Even with his boundless energy, Schaffer was ready to go pretty soon too, so we set off for the walk home. It's only a few blocks. They were sure ready for water and naps!
I'm sure we'll go back but next time, maybe later in the evening when it's cooler.