I don’t know how,

but Knox always seems to know

when we’re headed 

to the dog park.

His tail wags harder

as he prances to the car

and on the way

he sends me encouraging nods

and “Good Girl” glances.

Once there, he signals his approval

with a quick look back as he dashes off

to renew old acquaintances 

and make new friends.

  I wasn’t that hard to train after all.

                                                            JDG