I like Dr. Fabulous because he also owns a Beagle. During this feces confrontation he tried to agree with the aggressor, appease the aggressor and finally just walk away.
The aggressor was Uncle Rico:
I didn't like Uncle Rico from the moment he arrived at the dog park wearing a pink tye dyed shirt tucked into his size 00 jeans. And the same way I don't like couples where the female half is exceptionally taller than her male counterpart, I don't like partnerships like Uncle Rico where his female counterpart is exceptionally larger than himself.
Things at the park we going smoothly until Uncle Rico started minding other people's business. He accused Dr. Fabulous of not picking up after his dogs. The fact is, I saw him pick up the poop. He walked around after his dogs and disposed of their business in the proper manner. At first Dr. Fabulous tried to appease him by picking up the alleged Beagle pile, he then apologized, but then Uncle Rico got all in his face...yelling about poop. Uncle Rico and his female (Beatrice) went all Poo Poo Po Po. So, Dr. Fabulous called the real police.
Tony and I waited around for an hour but the police never showed. I guess they had more pressing matters.
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