It's a dog eat dog world

Taking a break today from all of the work crap.

Drove out to Katy (west of Houston) to participate in the annual Katy Rice Harvest Festival Parade. The Golden Beginnings Golden Retriever Rescue group (to which we belong) was participating in the parade and I though Grayson would appreciate the exercise and playing with some of his brothers & sisters. Small town parade through the older section of town. Lots of typical parade entries (bands, floats, mayoral candidate, local real estate office, the Katy Cowgirls riding club, the local historical society, etc.). Our little group was the nonprofit animal rescue club. We had a heck of a turn out (21 dogs) of all ages, shapes and sizes. From a highly rambunctous and energetic 7 month old puppy (Oakley) to an seasoned 11 year old veteran (Ting), all of the dogs were up to the challenge. Turns our everybody loves dogs and loves to pet them as they walk by in the parade route. Of course, the typical Golden is just built for that kind of attention, so they were the hit of the parade. Didn't take very long before Grayson got the idea (Hey! If I walk up to that kid on the curb, I can get all sorts of love and attention!).

Of course, when mister center of attention gets hot & tired, he likes to lay in the gutter with the water & mud. There goes that bath I gave him last night...