Grouchy dog park

First there was the time we got locked into dog park. Now, it's the chairs. The city had provided a lot of inexpensive plastic chairs for dog park visitors. One evening I arrived to find everyone talking about the scarcity of intact chairs inside the fence and the huge pile of demolished chairs outside. They looked like they'd been torn up by a herd of grizzly bears. Is this an experiment in human behavior when resources are limited? Is there a camera posted somewhere recording us? Did those teenage boys who tried to lock us in come back with a vengeance?

Now there aren't nearly enough chairs, and a struggle has developed between the folks on the small dog side and the large dog side for what chairs there are. On the large dog side, we large dog people were grousing about how many chairs had been moved to the small dog side, and there were now more chairs than people over there. So, our self-appointed social director, who likes to put chairs in a big circle and invite people and dogs to congregate and socialize, took it upon himself to raid the small dog side's chair collection. We were all pretty happy until the very loud and obnoxious church lady from the small dog side came storming over. Words were exchanged ("You don't own the fucking park, lady" and "You must be a devil to take a chair away from a disabled person"). It seems that one of the chairs moved was actually the personal property of somebody, though there was no way to tell that. Some of us made snide remarks about the church lady, who had been annoying us for weeks yakking at the top of her lungs on her cell phone about church stuff and yelling at her dog. That was last night. Tonight, hardly any chairs were left on the big dog side (again), and many of the regulars were missing. (Grumpy and I, thinking ahead, had brought our own chairs.) In the social director's absence, people weren't all that sociable. I started making snide comments to Grumpy about the cluelessness of certain dog owners who haven't a clue how to communicate with their animals. Plus, it was about a hundred degrees at 10 pm. Kind of soured us. It's a good idea to rotate among several dog parks so one doesn't just get sick of certain people. Or just stay home.