"Park, dog, ball" is all I seem to hear from little monkey at the moment. He loves dogs, he wants to play with dogs every day, but we don't have one. I would love one, but I feel I've got enough on my plate without adding to it by having to clean up poop and be tied to a daily regime of walking/feeding/vacuuming up after it etc. So for now we rather gingerly head off to the various parks around us in search of dogs with agreeable owners. It's a little tricky sometimes, "Oh sorry, he just loves dogs.... he likes to throw a ball for them.... he's still learning how to be gentle..." Some owners don't like us hijacking their walk, which is fair enough, but most are pretty tolerant and happy for him to join in. And I've stopped feeling the need to explain his diagnosis to them, to be honest a big 6 year old boy who can only say a few words should ring a few alarm bells for most people. So thank you to the dog owners who tolerate and sometimes encourage us. Thanks you you he no longer sits on dogs, kicks them, or pulls their tails. He is learning to be gentle and he is having a lot of fun in the process.
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