Two Men with Some Dogs and a Can of Mace

A day at the dog park

Photo by Ron Fung on Unsplash

Someone threatened to mace my dog.

As you may or may not know, we adopted a second dog in January. I know. I can’t believe it either. But we went to the shelter just to say, “Hi” and he had this stupid adorable face and he had a date with death if he wasn’t adopted by the end of the week, so we took him home. Stan still isn’t 100% thrilled with him but he’d miss him desperately if he went away.

Anyhoo, Hammy is a handful. He’s 1.5 years old and he’s a wild thing. He’s fast AF and loves to run. He’s jumpy and licky. He’s playful, but he can get rough—I have the bite marks to prove it.

We’ve been in the habit of taking the dogs to the dog park because Stan could use the socialization and Hammy needs the run. We don’t have a fenced in yard, so this is the only chance Hammy gets to hit turbo.