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Nigel and Nala, the doodle who races and often grabs Nigel’s ball. Or Frisbee.<\/p>\n
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For much of the summer, we\u2019ve been taking Nigel to the dog park around three p.m. Not an ideal time, but the park is nearly empty, it\u2019s often scorching hot, but Nigel doesn\u2019t care. He knows he\u2019s there to chase balls and Frisbees.<\/p>\n
At that time of day, there\u00a0 are a few other dog owners who arrive – Paula and her pair of Golden Doodles, Joe and his German Sheppard, Arco, and sometimes, Arleen and her 2 dogs – Ginger, a Wheaton, and Izzy, a collie. Many afternoons, I\u2019ve mentioned how great it would be to have a pizza truck pull up that also stocked cold beer. Everyone agreed. We could have a picnic at the picnic table under the trees.<\/p>\n
And then someone needed to bring in hammocks for an afternoon siesta.<\/p>\n
This afternoon, as we were leaving the park, I noticed what looked like a pizza truck on the far side of the parking lot. Rob drove around to it and asked the two guys what kind of pizza and how much and were they selling now? Five o\u2019clock, the guys said, every Thursday. I didn\u2019t see any cold beer, but hey, this was pretty close to my manifestation of the wish.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should write that one up,\u201d Rob said as we drove back to the house.<\/p>\n
And I wonder: Who is going to bring the cold beer and hammocks?<\/p>\n
Next Thursday, we’ll be in line.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"