There are two dog parks in my town. One of them is somewhat larger than the other, is half filled with trees, has grassy ground cover, and is generally well maintained. The other was apparently a terrible swamp at one point until the town dumped a large load of sand in the middle, which is quite fine for dogs who like to dig, like my Scout (pictured).
We like going to both dog parks, but after this winter we noticed that the one with the sand is not looked after very well. After consulting with my resident expert on all things canine, it seems that the right course of action was to contact the town’s recreation department and enlist its new director to see if the maintenance of the sandy dog park could be improved. Although I have tackled projects like this in the past, they always make me a little nervous. However, this time I knew what to do. I said out loud, "I want the Burnt Mills Dog Park well maintained."
Recently, I decided to go to our farmers market here in Bedminster. It's dog-friendly, so Scout and I set out on a mission. The first thing we encountered was a table under a tent labeled "Bedminster Township". There were a great many brochures, free shopping bags, free doggie poop bag holders, and several men standing around in matching official-looking shirts. One of them greeted me in a friendly manner. I thanked him for offering me free gifts, and, out of curiosity, I said, "And who employs you?"
He introduced himself as an employee of the town - specifically the recreation department. In fact, he’s the new head of the department!
My mouth dropped!
I quickly recovered, shook his hand, and said “Welcome!” I then asked if I could talk to him about the dog park at some point. By the end of the conversation, I had an invitation from this gentleman to call him and make an appointment to meet at the dog park and discuss what needs to be done.
Wishes come true, even when you’re exploring your local farmer’s market!
The photo featured in this post was taken by (and is copyrighted by) Margaret A. Herrick.