Today was for the dogs.
[pausing to groan at my own terrible joke.]
I went to a yoga class this morning–it was not as stretchy as I remember it being the last time, and I was so tight that I fell multiple times. Keeping it classy, always.
I came back, picked up Bailey and headed over to the dog park for the costume parade.
(I just found this in my Flickr account–from the last time I took Bailey to a costume parade, three years ago in Tompkins Square Park.)
Oh hey guys.
BAILEY! There are other dogs here.
He doesn’t care. He just likes chilling and watching. We hung out and watched all the cute dogs while waiting for Emily. I swear, it’s impossible to leave a dog park without smiling. Seriously. Try it some time.
Eventually we walked over (oh, about 10 feet) to the parade.
Me and my little birthday duck!!! And a human taco.
Slightly better picture of his costume.
This little one was cute but apparently sort of nasty.
This one is just cute and sweet. And he quacks.
There were around 80 dogs in the parade, and they had us line up to walk across the red carpet. It was really hot out there, and we kept running into the shade to try to cool off.
There were a bunch of different categories–best in show, most obedient, best dressed, looks most like owner.
Emily’s dog Hampton won most obedient!! Good job, little guy.
He won a pretty sick little prize pack, including this Stud bowl. Because obviously he’s a stud.
Afterwards, we walked approximately another 50 feet to P.D. O’Hurley’s for a snack (and a beer, obviously).
Not the best food, but sitting outside with friends and dogs? Don’t really care how good the food is. Today was a randomly awesome Sunday, minus the steamy temperatures. Happy birthday again little guy!