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So I forgot to write about this on Monday when it happened, but wow! My spine emerged big time. Let me preface this by saying that I like other people's well-mannered dogs, and I really like dog owners who train and clean up after their animals. The bond between humans and dogs is a beautiful thing and brings a lot of joy to a lot of people, and I highly believe that anyone who wants a dog and can take care of it should have the chance for that kind of happiness. Okay? Okay.

I was on my way into the department office for a meeting taking place at the site we share with a preschool/family program. There are fences everywhere because those little four-year-olds will take off a like a rocket and go play in traffic at the least chance.

So I parked my car in the lot, and I headed toward the school, and on my way I walked within maybe five or six feet a woman with a large dog (properly restrained on a leash). Which barked at me, and I was like, Way to socialize your dog, lady, nice work. But I wrote it off, and then as I went through the gate and turned around I saw my coworker M behind me. We waved; she ended up within ten feet of the lady with the dog, too, which barked at her. M came up to me a bit shaken, because it turns out she was once chased a long way by a very large dog while she was out jogging, and ever since then she has been afraid of dogs. So what lovely thing do you think happened next?

M came through the gate, which I then noticed had a large sign of recent vintage reading ALL DOGS MUST BE ON A LEASH (PALO ALTO MUNICIPAL CODE BLAHBLAHBLAH), and I thought, Huh, what's up with that, but it's a good idea.

And then I shut the gate, and suddenly what comes charging up to us? A dog. Not on a leash. It was just a pug, but whatever, it wasn't wagging or play-bowing so I had no idea of its intentions. And I looked up to see its owner and channeled Robin McKinley and bellowed, "CALL YOUR DOG." And the guy, looking gobsmacked, gave a half-hearted call. Fortunately the dog turned around, and suddenly I found myself yelling, and I mean yelling: "WE HAVE A LEASH LAW IN PALO ALTO, GET THAT DOG ON A LEASH BEFORE I CALL THE COPS."

M looked at me like I was something amazing. (What was going through my own head, though, was, Holy crap, where did that come from?) And then M started telling me about the chased-by-a-dog (into poison oak, BTW) story, and we commiserated about the idiocy of people who don't train and control their pets, and when I looked around the pug was on a leash.

Apparently they've had a bunch of assholes in Palo Alto decide that the children's playing field is a dog park. An off-leash dog park.

Yeah, thanks for the crap on the lawn all those preschoolers play on, ASSHOLES.

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