"Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur
Of what is known as
(Parklife)"
Do you know the song 'Parklife'?
Perhaps not - it was a hit for the British group Blur back in 1994. They're a bit of a guilty pleasure for Gail and she sometimes finds herself mouthing the first lines of this particular song on our daily visits to Duthie Park. She says they could have been written with me in mind.
"Confidence is a preference"? Appropriate to me? Now why would she think that?
Is it the way I greet all the other dogs, big and small, like they're long lost friends, even those I haven't met before?
Is it because I regularly sneak through a gap in the fence and venture into the yard behind the park café where humans and, apparently, dogs are not supposed to go?
Has it got something to to with the fact that once, in this same forbidden back yard I found an unguarded tray of cakes and stole one of them before Gail could pull me away?
Of course I love to disappear into the dense rhododendron shrubbery and am never scared of getting lost.
And I always run over to sniff out the heavy equipment being used by the park maintenance guys (they know me well by now...)
Does it take a confident dog to go and stick his nose in the pail of white paint being used to mark out the boundary of the cricket pitch in summer?
Oh and did I ever mention I like to steal balls from other dogs? (No matter what the size of the dog.)
I leave it to you to answer these important questions regarding my Parklife...
