I swear, the local dog park is perhaps the only one where, if you visit with two cute-as-hell Porties, nobody gives a shit. Walk in with a couple of brown-n'-tan half-Pit-Bull/Chow/Rottweiler half-Lab/Beagle/Golden specials, though, and you're as good as gold. Reverse dog snobbery - "Why did you get your dogs from a breeder, when there's thousands of homeless pets that are looking for a good home?" Sigh. I'll never win.