I love taking my 3-year-old daughter to the dog park with our puppy, but for a twisted reason no one would guess.
Everywhere else -- the grocery store, post office, playground -- strangers stop whatever they're doing, bend down, and inform Skylar how adorable they think she is. So this teaches her to develop inner beauty how?
At the dog park, human cuteness means nothing. Here, strangers pay attention only to Slater, our year-old Dachshund-Pinscher mix. Thank goodness for borderline insane people who are convinced that their pets either are human or vastly superior to humans. (Incidentally, as much as you try convincing others, and yourself, that your beloved Canine-American will not become just a dog once you have a child, that's exactly what happens, because my wife and I used to say the same thing.)