As you know Rex is a man of the people. A people person. When Rex throws a hot iron at someone's head he always says "you made me do this." Which that explanation seems to comfort their severe burns and grade 3 concussion. The look of...okay...I get it...it IS my fault resonates in their severely scrambled brains. It is the kind of comfort that only a caring individual can provide. Rex also knows that when using a black jack to break the leg of an informant you aim UNDER the knee. No need to hit above the knee, that takes several hits and it is just not called for...under most circumstances. And when Rex pays a hooker he almost never throws the roll of quarters at her and screams "thanks for nothing" in her face...unless he pays extra. Lastly, Rex knows when you at the height of a 5 day meth binge he never creates an internet radio station to bad mouth is bosses while surrounded with porn stars and mindless sycophants. Common courtesy that only a gentleman knows.
What you may not know is that Rex is a friend to man AND beast...as that donkey in Tijuana knows all too well. I love you, Mr. Snuggles. I digress. A few months ago as a...payment...yeah...lets call it payment...Rex received a beautiful Pit Bull/Rottweiler/Jack Russell terrier/Chihuahua...strange mix but very cute. He looks so sweet when he is gnawing on your carotid artery. King Kazoo Flintstone is a sweet dog...unless...oh...you don't want to know...but trust me when I tell you...if you hear "hello dum-dum" it means time has run out.
The King and I spend a lot of time working...so after a long at the...office...we enjoy a little winding down time. King loves the other dogs...sometimes 3 or 4 times. He is truly an animal. Well, when we go to have some good old fashioned fun we go to the Kellogg and Zaher complex. The park is well maintained and the fenced in area is large. We can take off the leash and let King run around. The other owners are excellent with their dogs. Your dog doesn't start any drama...you will be fine. They have separate large areas for bigger dogs and the smaller dogs. For the most part people have the brains to know where their dog belongs. If not the owners are very good about telling them.
Let's face it...there is one issue with most dog parks...poop. Most owners are exceptionally good at picking up after their dogs. Some idiots don't and either they get told to pick it up or someone else does. Which is very nice of them. WARNING: They do get upset when you rub an owners face in the poop while also pooping yourself on the owner who refused to pick up after their dog. Some people are very sensitive.
They have water for the dogs, but the only minus is that there is no shade, and in the summer it is going to be hard to bring your dog unless it is early morning and/or late evening. Other than that the people are great, the facility is excellent, and if you want to walk your dog they have a long walking trail around the fields. Just don't streak onto the fields with your junk painted like a sunflower...apparently that isn't considered "cool" or "legal" or "an adult sized penis." Puritans.