I'm Addicted (to the dog park in NW Denver)
I have a new addiction. The Dog Park in Berkeley - around 46th & Yates.
Why do I say "addiction?" Because... imagine the collective energy of 100+ happy dogs racing around the (fenced-in) park, with their 100+ owners proudly overlooking the scene. It's a rush. Probably something like the rush you get when you shoot illegal nastiness into your veins (no personal experience there though).
On my first visit, I stood in the middle of the park, all by myself, laughing out loud as I watched Baba and Ziggers make new friends, hump old ones and then collapse for a moment or two out of sheer exhaustion, only to spring back to life and begin again.
Feeling a little blue? Head for the Dog Park. Call me - I can be there in five minutes.