Since we were walking for Pets on Wheels, everybody had dogs and we were told to "work the crowd". The parade started and everyone split up so half of us took each side of the street and greeted spectators. Tasha particularly loves little kids and they got a kick out of her...especially with her antlers. There was also one guy who was off to the side. He was in a wheelchair and had some noticeable mental difficulty. I brought Tasha over to him and his friend placed his hand on her fur. The moment he touched her, his whole face just lit up with joy - that made the whole day for me. That, my friends, is what we and Pets on Wheels are all about...bringing that bit of joy to someone in need of it.
At the end of the parade, we all got together and posed with Fifi, from the Kinetic Sculpture Race. We couldn't resist having all our pups pose with a giant pink poodle.Note: We also had a bit of scariness because I think Tasha may have had two small seizures that day. Once, when we were on the bus (everyone and their dogs rode a big schoolbus to the city for the parade), she fell over onto me like a stack of books when we entered a tunnel. Later, she fell against the couch in a similar fashion. She didn't appear distressed, her eyes didn't roll back into her head (which is typical for seizures), and she was fine seconds later. I'm keeping a log of them and we'll have to keep an eye on her.

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