Shih Tzu Happens

En route to my Cemetery Fence Tour (coming up later in the week), I stopped by Dog Beach - there's an awesome stepped hill and grove of trees across the lane that serves as an excellent viewing stand - a right nice patch from which you can watch the precious pooches. Very crowded last Saturday, even just after the Brooklyn Paper reported, Rat droppings poison 'Dog Beach.' You see, those nasty rats are fouling the dogs' swimming hole with their poison poop.

The Parks Department's answer? Kill 'em. (Not the dogs, the rats.) You can currently take in the rat poison signs blowing gently in the sylvan breezes all over the back alleys of the park. Hey Parks Department - The rats ain't all you're gonna kill. Jeez. Hasn't anyone over there read Red Tails in Love?!

Committee for Responsible Dog Ownership reports that "Prospect Park has a family of resident of red-tailed hawks, and this time of year plays host to all sorts of migrating raptors, most of whom prey on rats. When they eat poisoned rats, they die ... So that Park Slope dogs can play in Prospect Park’s waterways instead of –heaven forbid—their owners’ fancy bathtubs, a bunch of unsuspecting birds are not going to be flying south this winter."

Although it's entirely possible that the Park Slope Literati has taught its canines to read, the pooches are evidently not reading the Brooklyn Paper - Dog Beach was a regular Canine Coney Island on Saturday. 

Ruh-roh!

-Parker