Sometimes rules suck, right? And sometimes you just want to do what you want to do, regardless of others. But we live in a big city, with more people and more dogs all the time. Like my Dad said when I threw a candy wrapper on the ground, what if everyone did that?
It’s a very valid question.
The dog rules are there because we live in a city with a lot of other people and because this park has wild and cultivated areas–areas we pay tax money to protect.
There’s the pick-up-after-your-dog rule, and people seem pretty much okay with that one. Then there’s the no-off-leash-dogs thing, and the majority of dog walkers seem okay with that one. After all, it’s not an off-leash park, it’s an everyone + wildlife park. And then there’s the no-dogs-allowed part and I gotta say, this last one gets almost no attention at all. There really are–no really– parts in the park where dogs aren’t allowed at all: the beach and the playfields.
These rules that for some impinge on the god-given rights of dogs to be dogs really upset some people. A lot. I sort of understand. You come home from work, the dog is crazy to run…what are you going to do?
Here’s the deal behind the rules: there are way more dogs and people using the park than ever before. Way more. We share the beach with creatures that need it for nesting and life itself. Dogs will always be dogs on the beach and will always have a hard time resisting the urge to go after that wildlife. (full disclosure: I like dogs. A lot.)
The other one, playfields: the ballfields are pretty carefully maintained and protected for a specific purpose: ball games. Dogs running, chasing, digging, and doing the things dogs do (pun intended) flies in the face of the tax-money you are paying to maintain that field. Do us all a favor and keep your dogs off the playfields.
The park really and truly is a space we all share. Runners and walkers who frequently prove an irresistible target for even the sweetest dogs; birds and creatures who provide the feeling of getting-away-from-it-all and sing those gorgeous songs that lift our hearts–they make their nests in those bushes where some people throw balls for their dogs to chase; baby seals and ducks and grebes who need the habitat our beautiful beaches provide.
We all share this park. There are dozens of offleash parks in the city. Be a citizen dog-owner, do the right thing, we will all love you for it.
52 Weeks of Lincoln Park is a year long exploration and adoration of the loveliest gem of West Seattle. Enjoy!