We found a dog park yesterday.
When we arrived to our new community on Tuesday and picked up the keys to our apartment, the woman at the leasing office said to our boy, Tobias, “You’re going to love our dog park!”
She must not have a dog.
Their “dog park” sucks. Sadly, it was a community amenity I was super excited about and… immediately let down.
Yesterday morning, we ventured out of the community on our morning walk. Toby and I have sunk deep into our homesickness. We miss our walks around Bozeman with parks and lakes nearby and different routes to keep it interesting. Now we live in a community of apartments where everything looks the same and we are far from everything else.
But we ventured out anyway and followed the sidewalk out of the community, not expecting much, but trying to lengthen our walk. Half a mile away, to our surprise and delight, we found a beautiful community pool, playground, and dog park! And it doesn’t suck!
I think these amenities belong to the housing development next door, but the dog park is unlocked and it’s awesome! Not Bozeman-dog-park awesome, but way better than the tiny patch of fake grass we have here. There’s real grass and space to run!
To Toby’s great disappointment, we haven’t met any dogs there yet. It’s probably too freaking hot. But we have hope.
We have hope. And we’re clinging to it with a death grip.
“Rejoice in our confident hope. Be patient in trouble, and keep on praying.” Romans 12:12
Tobias Pancake Cure. After running through the sprinklers.
Chocolate + Whine 