Only the dogs had fun. . . .

I sat in my car, eating a "tyke-a-why" (drive-thru carry-out tucker) next to a city park - - more accurately, next to a "doggie park" where owners let their dogs run loose within a fenced and gated area.

Eight or 10 dogs of different breeds ran and chased, tumbled and leaped at and over each other, while their owners,widely spaced, just stood, silently watching their canine kids. They reminded me of parents around the swings in a park, watching their children.

I felt I was observing a virtual rendition of a painting by an American artist (whose name alludes me.) His people, though in close proximity, are always solitary, in a bubble as it were of their own thought.

But the dogs . . . THEY had the fun!