Yesterday we went to Barkus, the dog parade. As everyone knows, I’m a HUGE dog fan and I just loooove canines and…okay, I’m lying. I am not a dog person (I don’t mind other people’s dogs, I just don’t want one for myself) and dogs don’t really take to me. They don’t dislike me, they just kind of ignore me.
Nevertheless, I went to the parade so I could hang out with my friends and watch the second meeting between Carlitos, Terry’s tiny boy Chihuahua, and Lily, Regan’s teeny-tiny-practically walnut-sized girl Chihuahua. I think Lily was playing hard to
get, but we’ll have to see how this little doggy love story goes. I think parenthood is in their future.
The exciting part was not the meeting of two tiny dogs, but the bit where I ran into an old high school friend, who I have not seen since junior year. I will not give away the exciting part (yet) because it’ll be too much fun to watch Ren and the others beg for his name. There’s a clue. Him.
Saturday night was Regan and Jeff’s engagement party. They’re getting married a month or so before George and I, and Regan is the only person I can talk to in person about wedding planning without getting rolled eyes and bored looks. We can talk about this stuff for hours! It’s great. Anyway, it was a fun party. Even George had fun, and that’s really saying something.