A Walk with Dogs in the Trailer Park

I decided to take the dogs on a stroll around the trailer park after their looks of neglect got to me. The trailer park is U shaped and approximately 0.8 miles. The trailers located along the U are fairly spread apart on 1-2 acres plots, what some call Plantation Style Living. It’s always an adventure! The first obstacle is the kid zone. These are unruly children who speak what seems to be a foreign language to us. Their mountain draws are so strong we are unable to interpret their gibberish. They are known to throw balls, kites, toys, etc. at the dogs through the fence, so I apologize if I sound callas. The next barriers on our stroll are two small loose yappy dogs. Their size conceals their rage! One gets so frustrated he attacks his partner in crime and they roll around in the middle of road until they realize their original mission. These monsters scare both our 80lb. labs, so we have to stand in between the snarling yabsters and Cooper and Maya. The rest of the stroll is relatively uneventful, although every trailer seems to have an average of 10 dogs chained to all available trees. As a result, you can trace our stroll by the barking. I think Sean, the dogs, and me are always relieved to arrive home unscathed. We are widely known in the trailer park since we are the only ones who don’t arrive home, lock their doors, and peek out the windows, but rather walk our dogs with our Chaco’s and designer dog collars and leashes. Sean always told me he would make my dreams come true! Just another day in paradise.