So my Mom has been posting about this sort of move to part-time residency in San Jose. She’s mentioned some road trips and excursions to find places of interest. She should have made clear that most of those jaunts didn’t include dogs. Well, the one to Los Gatos Creek Trail did. But my sister, Lucy, and I had to be on a leash. In fact, leashes seem to be the rule nearly everywhere around here. So far, Mom hasn’t found any good places where we can run free like we do in Sonoma. Or maybe she hasn’t been looking hard enough — wasting her times as she is trying to find historical places and dry cleaners and stuff. So let me tell you what it’s like for a dog in San Jose. Or at least what it’s like for a new dog in town who hasn’t yet been brought to the cool places. First of all, there are those leashes. Since I’m not very good at walking on a leash, I have to wear a harness. And Mom just grabbed a stupid pink one from the Martha Stewart Collection at PetCo. So color me embarrassed in addition to annoyed by this leash thing.
So anyway, here’s what I know about San Jose — or the Rose Garden District which is where we always seem to be walking around.
Almost the first thing of interest we come to on our walks are two schools: Abraham Lincoln High School and Herbert Hoover Middle School.
Our destination is always the San Jose Municipal Rose Garden. Apparently, San Jose has two Rose Gardens, but this is the one we can walk to.
So we head back a different way and admire the paintings on every street utility box.
Not to mention that these big street sweeper thingys go by here.
Then walking, walking until the utility box art shows us we are near one of our favorite places.
So that’s a typical day’s walk. It’s not like Sonoma where we run and splash in ponds and there are never any leashes.
i am so sorry oscar about the leash laws down here…but PLEASE tell your mom to ditch the pink harness!
Oh Oscar. Don’t you know that pink is complimentary to most any complexion? Martha would be proud.
Dude! Lose the pink harness! Then, if you’re ever up Seattle way, you can come stylin’ with me in Volunteer Park.
Hot licks from your cousin, Django :3P