pet parade
Posted by kyden on Saturday May 19, 2012 Under Uncategorizedyesterday, mama asked me if i wanted to go to a parade where i could see a lot of puppies. i love puppies, so of course i said yes.
i was so excited as i was getting ready go to the parade this morning. but mama didn’t let me pick out my outfit like i usual do — she dressed me in a light blue polo and brown shorts. mama and i matched! the only difference was that mama’s shirt had a pound puppy rescue logo on it. mama said that there weren’t going to be a lot of potties around and that i should wear “special underwear” (a pull-up diaper), but i refused. mama didn’t have time to argue because we were running late. so we grabbed koda, and off we went.
as soon as we got into the car, i asked mama for apple juice. remembering that we wouldn’t be near a bathroom for hours, mama tried to stall me. but i insisted. i got my juice. mama got nervous.
we made it to the los altos pet parade, and guess what. we actually got to be in the parade! all of us, even koda! how cool is that?! we marched with pound puppy rescue, which is why we had to wear light blue and brown — pound puppy colors. apparently, mama and koda march in this parade every year, but this was my first time.
mama volunteered me to hold the big banner at the front of our group, but i am too short. oh well. maybe next year. it was so fun to get to walk in the middle of the street and see all the people on the sidewalks watching me and taking pictures. one guy even got right up in my face with a big video camera. look me for me on tv
it was so cool to see all the police motorcycles, hear the bands play, play with the puppies, and march in the pet parade. but about half way through, i turned toward mama: “mama carry kyden”. she knew i couldn’t be tired from walking (since i walk much farther when we walk around the neighborhood), but she carried me anyway. and then she realized that i just wanted a better view so that i could count all the puppies. i counted out loud to 38 (skipping a couple of numbers here and there), and then i lost track. i had such a great time that i am already looking forward to next year.
(oh, and guess what… i didn’t pee in my underwear. see, i don’t need those “special underwear” that mama tried to make me wear.)
















