One Ring to Rule Them All

So both dudes were there last night... and Jeffy's owner definitely had a wedding ring on. And the other dude went and sat with some chick who's definitely much bigger than me and not attractive... what's a girl gotta do to get his attention? I guess he knew her already. It's time to get more aggressive.

Turns out there's another person with a Black Honda Civic... not cool, man, not cool. Got all excited when I got there, for nothing. Luckily, the right one ending up showing up soon after. Phew.

Round 17 tonight. (yes, 17 is a random number).

Put a Fork in Me, I'm done

Ok, not really, not giving up just yet... another no show tonight. It's a completely different group every night it seems. I even got there earlier this time, I guess that didn't do the trick. Apparently this soccer player the dog is named after is pretty damn famous, Gugu suggested I start learning about soccer... this should be interesting.

Too Late

Ash was in town and we left the restaurant later than planned so I didn't get to the dog park til about 6:15. As I pulled in to the lot, there was the black Honda Civic. And yep, the dude and Mini Moby without a tail were there... Unfortunately, I was too late, he was on his way out... but no fear, I did get the dog's name: Zidane. Now tell me you would know it if he told you the dog's name? What kind of name is that? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zinedine_Zidane

Also, got a call from Katie, she's pretty sure Jeffy's owner had a ring. TBD.

Shall try again tomorrow, a little before 6.

Strike 3

Another failed visit to the dog park... and not even Jeffy was there when I got there. Stayed til about 6:30 since Moby decided he wanted to hump Beans and fight him over who could get on the other first... to the point of mutual humping, not pretty. On the way out Moby decided he didn't want to get in car, and decided to lay down on the gravel. While I was trying to get him in the car, Jeffy pulls up! YEY! His owner came over and said: "I'm Sean (or Shawn?) btw" and I told him my name and we talked a little. I told him I'd be back probably Sunday. Could this be a new dude to keep an eye out for? Who knows...

When Jeffy Met Sierra

Katie and Sasha came to meet the dude at the dog park and mini Moby without a tail...We got something to eat first, and arrived at the dog park before 6ish. At first it was just Jeffy and his owner, and us... pretty much. Then people started arriving and we met so many others... new heights were reached literally, when the treats came out and all the dogs made it up the ramp, including the wuss Moby. Then Sierra arrived, and no other dog mattered to Jeffy, it was love at first sight.

Jeffy and and his owner were pretty damn cool, but still no dude... More and more dogs showed up, and Sasha said, enough of this, I'm staying away from them and claiming my bench! So it was time to go... and still no dude. There was a black Honda there, but not the right one I suppose.

New dog names names learned: Jeffy, Sierra, Patton, Star, Roscoe, Sheamus, and still no name for Moby without a tail.

To be continued tomorrow before Zumba, with maybe special guest Michelle.

Rain, Rain, Go Away, Come Again, Another Day

Finally got out of bed and dressed for the first time since Sunday... it was cloudy but not raining. Figured since he seems to go every day, maybe the rain would not keep him from the park. Once again, I was wrong about this guy.

Got to the dog park a little before 6, there were some people there, and actually talked to all of them. Then another guy came and everyone else left. So it was just the two us, and Moby and Albert. (So easy to learn all the dogs' names, except for the only one I should know!) We talked for a bit and then Albert and his owner left.. I waited for a little bit and then figured he wasn't coming. Does this mean he really is gay and therefore doesn't want to get wet? TBD.

Katie and I will visit tomorrow... good luck to us.

The Future Mr. and Mrs. Smith (I mean, Stevens)

While I was at Michelle's for book club, Elaine and Denny took Moby to the dog park. At first no sign of "little Moby with no tail". Then suddenly I receive a picture, it's definitely the dude and his dog. Kinda freaky how much he looks like Tim, I guess it makes sense though.

The following is a synopsis of Elaine's data gathering:

1) no words exchanged

2) no ring on finger (from where she was sitting)

3) drives a black Honda Civic (so I'm pretty sure I'm either color-blind or the worst detective ever) Elaine jotted down the license plate #, but that's a little too stalker-ish for me.

4) we now know that he arrives on Sundays at around 6 (2 Sundays in a row is a trend, right?)

Assuming the rain stops by this afternoon, dog park at 6pm it is.

Saturdays

Went by for about 15 minutes this morning... Wore normal clothes, wore my hear down and wore make up... all for nothing! The dude was not there, so we know that his Saturday routine does not include going to the dog park at 11:30 AM. I did run into Bobby's friend Todd and his dog Rocky, cutest boxer ever! And Elaine got her wish, there was a pug there, Guiness, and I'm surprised she didn't steal it... how come it took me 2 seconds to learn the pug's name, but I still after various attempts have no idea what "mini-Moby without a tail's" name is. That will be his name in future updates until the true name is finally revealed. Tomorrow is book club, so my Sunday night visit might not work... GRRR! I guess until Monday it is.

Postponed

As I was getting ready to take a shower and make myself presentable for the dog park, but not too much, mind you, since our first conversation involved me saying I was covered in dirt from playing with the dogs and the dude telling me that he learned quick not to wear nice clothes... (needless to say, I'm not gonna be that girl that wears a dress to the dog park), ANYWAY, Jeff called to ask if I wanted to play tennis... this was a tough decision... I had already jogged my insane 20 minutes just an hour earlier, and this would get in the way of the dog park visit, but I still decided to go... good thing too, it started to pour around 6:20 (which is about when I would've gone to spot the man) so all's well that ends well. Thinking about going tomorrow morning, but I don't know his Saturday schedule so it might be a waste of time. (Crap, it's supposed to be about Moby right? Oh well... I guess I'm going.)

Day 2

Couldn't get back to the dog park til Sunday night, didn't see his red car there. I guess he doesn't come every day. Since it technically should be about Moby, I still went in. What do you know, he's there... maybe all my memories from day 1 were off cuz he now drives a grey car, or maybe he has more than one. Elaine told me to check for a ring, I didn't... oops! I talked to him and said hi to his dog, Jack. Strike 2, his dog is not Jack, it's something else and he said it twice and I still have no idea what his name is. He left soon after, so I still know nothing about this guy. For all I know, he could be gay.

Goals for next time:

1) Learn dog's name.

2) Check for ring.

3) Actually talk about more than dogs...

Day 1

Hadn't walked Moby in a while and I felt guilty, so I took him to the dog park. Normally he would run to the entrance and try to get out, but not this day. This day he wanted to play (not lots, but more than ever). And suddenly it occurs to me, wait a minute, this would be a great place to meet a dude. I see this one guy, pretty good looking, dressed nicely from work... Must have a good job, I thought. And then, he lights up. Cross him off the list. Then this other guy shows up, he's talking to everyone, knows all the dogs, he's trying to get his dog to play tug of war with other dogs. I like him. Must come back...