Prospect Park wagged last night with Brooklyn’s dog parade prancing NYC’s green. Handler Tariq Evans led 200 pups down paths, tails high in dusk, pure BK vibe. It’s borough barks—free entry, treats sold, NYC pet soul. A pug waddled; a Dane pranced proud. ‘Brooklyn woofs—this is it,’ Evans says, tossing biscuits. The park turned kennel.
The parade’s hot—monthly, tripling since March’s kickoff. Evans, a Park Slope walker, maxed it; last night’s pack hit 300—leashes tangled. A mutt chased a squirrel; laughs broke loose. Vendors slung $2 bones—paws grabbed fast. #BKDogParade trended; Queens barks back.
Some griped—’Too messy,’ sniped a jogger, dodging poop. Mud splashed—paws ruled; cleanup lagged. A rival’s pitching a Greenpoint strut, splitting leads. Still, 400 stayed—dogs reigned. Prospect’s never wagged so wild.
Evans wants it weekly, maybe a costume run if fall bites. ‘NYC’s pets—this walks ‘em,’ he says, untangling lines. The parade’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets growl. Prospect’s dog heart now; bring a leash. Wag on—pups rule.