Happy, happy! I don't usually have good things to say about dog parks. Too much craziness. But Eko has been bouncing off.the.walls and driving all of us (including Sasha) nuts. He doesn't like to play with toys that much.
Yesterday morning, he woke up especially full of it and I took him to the dog park. We'd been twice before in the evening, and while nothing bad happened to him it was a rowdy bunch and not something I feel comfortable with.
The morning group is awesome!!!
Mostly women, later middle ages, with well socialized dogs. They have no tolerance for dogs that don't belong at the park, and also avoid the place on evenings and weekends. They are the nicest group of people and most of them are there M-F. They know each other's dogs. Woo-hoo!
I went again this morning and a man brought an 8 month old American Bulldog. He hadn't been in a long time because of the evening crowd, and said last time he was there he saw a nasty fight that had people injured trying to break it up. 
His bulldog was huge, but totally sweet and a respectful player, and Eko was thrilled with him. He also played with a sassy chi/jack russel mix which pleased me greatly. I don't want him growing up thinking small dogs are prey or live action toys. He went down to the ground so that the little dog could reach him and play chewy face. Yay! *sniff* I had a proud mama moment.
I'm going to try and take him most mornings, M-F. My boy has a posse now. 