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Every morning around nine, Rocky and I trot off to Le Champ de Mars, the large expanse of lawn, trees, paths, and bushes in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. A tourist mecca in a city that, for over a year, has been without tourists, this verdant tribute to the Roman god of war is my “dog park.”
Rocky runs like a rabbit, and I schmooze with whomever shows up — often, twenty or more dogs and their caretakers. Our dogs run, we yell for them and at them. We’ll lament each canine idiosyncrasy, share trainers’ names, and laugh at how we, the humans, cluck and fret over our wayward charges.
Every day, my dog park buddies give me a dose of what I need to survive in a new city, during a pandemic, no less: consequential strangers — acquaintances who are not family or close friends.
I don’t really “know” them, only sketches of their biographies and their pets’ names. But they recognize Rocky and me, greet us, and seem happy to see us. Because of them, we belong.
