This is my dog Cleo's account of our trip to the park on Saturday.
I took my owner to the park as I thought she needed some fresh air. She was acting a bit like a kid on her mobility scooter (think she got excited she was free to get around, but boy owners can be embarrassing!) I was having fun chasing her when I spotted a football match in progress. Well it looked great fun so off I bounded to join in and have a go. I think I was meant to find a position to play in but wasn't sure which position I would be good at so decided to try them all and run all over the pitch instead. Then the guy in black (think they call him a referee) sounded his whistle and all the players stopped playing.
Deciding that it was no fun whilst the players were not running about I thought it would be a good time to take a toilet break and relieve myself before realising that everyone was watching me and laughing at me (oops!) then I looked up to see my owner advancing on me, she did not look pleased (to put it mildly) After cleaning up my mess and apologising profusly to the ref I was subjected to being put back on the lead and banned from the pitch just as the fun started again. (can't think why!) I thought I was making a good little footballer, I was so quick on my feet, could outrun all the other players easily. (sigh) Guess there is always next time (Sshh, don't tell my owner that bit)