Summer decided to give us some of itself as a Canada Day gift, apparently, since the sun was out and blazing yesterday.
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The parade took a while to begin and Parker says it was boring
I love the bits and pieces that make up the hills and valleys of greyhounds. They are so incredibly photogenic, in a magical, mysterious and sexy way.
After the parade, we lounged around the house enjoying our day off. The dogs felt that as it was a birthday, of sorts, they required goodies, so I handed out some beef bones and told them to go to town.
Piper got a little, ummm, excited about her prize and was loathe to share it. Or maybe she wanted to offer up some extra special holiday Mad Teeth ™ for Canada Day.
“I can haz beef bones pleez?”
“Ah, thank you. What a lovely day.”
“Hey. You. Stop looking at my damn bone.”
“Huh? What, me?”
“You too. STOP LOOKING AT MY BONE.”
“Huh? What?”
“WTF is wrong with you dogs?! I SAID STOP LOOKING AT MY BONE AND I’M NOT KIDDING! You want your asses kicked???”
“I don’t get it. Why is she so mad?”
“Mum, Piper is scary. And I’m not very smart.”
So we took the beef bones away again and just enjoyed some peace and quiet. Then we had some friends over for a Canada Day barbeque…
…Which Lars spent staring at the cat.
Happy Canada Day, fellow Canadians. Hope you had as much fun as we did!
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