Shelby Farms Dog Park

The first time I tried to find the dog park, I ended up at a prison. But the real funny part about that one is that my first thought was, "Oh, that's a nice big fence!"

The second time I tried to find the dog park, there were bison in it. That wasn't the dog park, either.

I finally stopped at the visitor's center and got a map, where I was told that yes, there was a large fenced-in dog park. And they weren't kidding about large... it's 250 acres. Fenced? Oh yeah. There is indeed a fence around the perimeter of the 250 acre park. The thing is, the fence is the thing that is supposed to prevent me from losing my poorly trained city dogs, and I'm not sure that I can keep track of all 250 fucking acres. I mean yeah, the North American continent is almost entirely surrounded by water, but I'm willing to bet I could still lose them in there.

Still, it was quite beautiful. There's a bunch of large, stagnant bodies of water, too, and Dizzy found a way to plop himself right down in a big ol' pile of mud before I could say anything about it.