We have a little dog named Byron. One of his favorite things in the whole wide world is to run around the long skinny strip of park attached to Golden Gate Park known as The Panhandle because on a map, it looks like the handle to a pan. Byron was raised going to this park and after we moved back to San Francisco, pretty much all he wants to do every morning and afternoon is visit it. Usually Finch and I avoid the three block walk to entrance of the park for many silly reasons. It could be too cold out or we don't have the time or Byron will get muddy and drag it back into the house and on and on. Really it comes down to us being lazy. But when the sun is out and the fog is not creeping over the horizon, we are more than happy to bring our little man to the park he desires so.
The other day, the weather was just too nice to ignore so I granted Byron his wish. He seemed to skip on the way to the Panhandle and once we arrived, I let him off his leash to enjoy some freedom. He ran up and down the long lawns playing with other dogs while I stood in the sun, watching others enjoy the warmth. Even with the "Area Closed" signs, people stretched out on the grass to soak in some rays. Spending time in a park with my pooch proved to be a lovely way to welcome Spring.
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