Daddy took us to the Cavalier Fun Fest this weekend. Willie says it’s kinda like a dog show, except all the dogs there are related to us. I am not so sure. I saw a weenie dog, and I dont think she was related to me. Daddy says if we don’t start minding better, he is gonna trade us for weenie dogs.
We love having our picture taken with Daddy
Daddy wanted us to pose by the #1 and #2 signs, as if we won something, but we didn’t win. Our brother Madison won the most freckles contest a few years ago.
This is my Aunt Pebbles, she came from a long way away, so is very tired.
Daddy walked us in the rescue parade, as we are both rescues. We think we need to be rescued again, but Daddy says we are crazy. Willie was # 374, and I was #375, in case you needed to know that, daddy had signs. He is supposed to have our numbers wrapped on his arm and held with rubber bands, but he doesnt know that much about dog shows, and we really dont give a toot.
This is just some of our relatives we saw. We saw aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews, and a lot of relatives we didn’t know.
Dixie is such a ham. She sucks up too much I think
Daddy ate lunch, but he didn’t give us anything, he is very mean. He says we need to watch our weight. We dont care if we get fat.
We were completely exhausted, and slept all the way home. the Dog show was in Flower Mound, but we love going bye-bye.
Dixie always has to be looking out the car window.
Please tell daddy to take us to Petco and to these events more often.