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Me and Rags hang out at the benches both watching all the other dogs play. I get extra big friendly with the other dog owners so that maybe their dogs will play with Rags or maybe they'll make their dogs play with Rags. Which I don't think works with dogs. (It also doesn't work with kids but nobody really wants to cop to that.)
Eventually Rags barks at the gate and we leave and I remind myself repeatedly it's not my childhood, it's just a dog park.