Every year, we go through the fiasco that is Do Dah Day, with the only benefit being filling the Grizz's need to see and be seen. Because I'm pretty sure that's a major need of animals.
This year, I went extra nuts and decided he needed a bath for the occasion, and I would give him one myself. One hour later I had a clean bulldog, a pulled back muscle, a clogged tub and a half empty bottle of wine. He was unimpressed.
Until he realized just how much better he felt.
How you doin??
We packed two bottles of water for Namath and headed out the door.
There seem to be a lot of Great Danes this year.
"Maybe if I don't look directly at it..."
All in all, Namath did pretty well. No one ended up near death or crying, as in years past. Why do we keep going to this event?
Lastly, we said goodbye to Namath's mom yesterday. She was very, very loved and will be just as missed.







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