The attendant at the gatehouse handed a flyer to every car arriving with a dog. The flyer, replete with warnings about the good behavior expected of their owners, was also printed on freshly posted signs throughout the beach.
The gatekeeper reported that Greenwich Animal Control had come and gone earlier in the afternoon. But if any dogs had been misbehaving, they were nowhere to be found by the time of our visit at 3:30pm, when about a dozen dogs were appreciating their fetch and swim time.
The day was overcast and gray, but for December the temps were unseasonably mild, with a high in the 50°s — no coat necessary.
“Jack,” the Jack Russell Terrier, chased and retrieved a bright orange ball at a speed that only a radar gun could record. Jack’s owner said he and his wife always admired the Jack Russell Terrier who sits on the horse-drawn carriage that passes through the park regularly.
At 4:26pm precisely, Mike Henry, the park caretaker closed the entry gate to cars and got out his bullhorn to politely request, “Please Leave.”
Soon the days will get longer and sunset will be later, allowing more fetch and swim time for grateful Greenwich dogs.
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