Dog Daze of Summer

First of all, did they have to spell "days" as "daze"? What is it with this town and not knowing how to spell "days"?

Anyway, it has come to my attention that tomorrow there's some kind of dog festival thingy and that they have contests and prizes. One of the contests is a barking contest. I *KNOW* Butter could win that, but I don't want to be one of those pageant moms that forces her kids to do stuff so she can live vicariously through them. She could also win a hefty-eater prize, but I'm not sure if they have that category. Mercy could win for prettiest smile and best frisbee catcher, but again, I'm not sure those categories exist.

Does my team leader have to leave for a week again so soon? We just went through this two weeks ago and it doesn't make for a fun week. It's amazing what people will come up with when there's nobody mean enough to verbally pimp slap them when they suggest something outlandish.

Oh lawd...did momma just relive the glory days by recounting when she was in drill team? Goodness gracious! How does that make you feel, Arthur?