Last weekend I went to a canine cotillion. It was a fund raiser for St. Hubert’s animal shelter in Madison, New Jersey. It was held at a hotel and very formal.
Some dogs wore designer dresses.
This guy wore a tux.
She must be a dancer.
I wore my Star Wars collar and leash — after all, I’m Princess Leia.
The next day I went to Bark in the Park to see the New York Mets play ball.
A lot of the fans were happy to see me.
When we walked around the playing field, one of the Mets bowed. I guess he had heard I was a princess.
We had great seats. I barked whenever they hit the ball. It worked because they won. 7 to 6.
And, of course, I’m always ready to smile at the pup-arazzi.
And there you have it.