We got up early to go downtown. We were going to help Dad's work help with Susan G. Komen's Race for the Cure. I didn't get to meet Ms. Susan, but I did get to meet Ms. Amber from the news, so now I'm a celebrity. Dad's work created a team for the race called Team Pyddney. Ms. Pyddney was a very nice lady who died last year from her third bout with breast cancer and Race for the Cure works to finding a cure for her cancer. Mom even made me a super cool bandana to wear, but it was a little big, so it looked like a cape. I loved it anyway!
We got up so early because Dad's work was hosting a breakfast for members of the team. Since rain was in the forecast, we set up in part of garage near Dad's office.
Standing in front of the table to greet team members.
Helping Dad work. Passing out t-shirts is hard.
This is Mr. John. He's Dad's boss man. But he's pretty nice.
Dad's work decided to match all gifts made to RFTC up to $25,000. They met that goal and more. The final total ended up being over $60,000 (Mom asked and yes, that does include the gift match)! The check only shows $59,000, but it had to be written before all the donations had come in.
Waiting for the next part. Mom was very impressed I let a little girl pet me. She was nice and had slow hands like I like. Plus I was a little distracted and didn't really notice. Mom was also impressed I let one of Dad's co-workers take me on a tour of the park area. I'm always up for a walk, Mom!
Me posing with the car. The sun was in my eyes.
We came home and rested up. Helping Dad is hard! Later that afternoon, Mom hosted friends over to celebrate Molly's mom, Michel's, birthday. They were fun. One was named "Cat" and she really wanted to pet me. I wasn't too sure since she didn't look anything like a cat, but finally she won me over and she liked petting me.
THEN! Today was Mom and Dad's church's Blessing of the Pets. This was the seventh annual one, but I've only been around for 3 and we had to miss last year. It celebrates St. Francis of Assisi who loved animals. I really liked it. My favorite store, The Bluegrass Barkery, donated treats and another place brought treats, too. I got to sniff some butts and I met a kitty cat and a ferret! The funny part is the ferret belongs to a lady who works for the shelter I came from, so she knew me and I think I remembered her, too!
Dad, me, and Mom
There were big dogs and little dogs. And a mean dog. I didn't like her.
This is Reverend Bennie and Ms. Wendy and Ms. Debbie. Ms. Wendy and Ms. Debbie were the ones who started the Blessing of the Pets, so they were in charge.
Reverend Bennie's husband, Reverend David (who's knee is right off to the side) patted some water on my head and Revered Marsha said a blessing thanking God for the love my people and I have and the friendship we give each other. That was very nice. I just wanted what was in the bag.
Ms. Wendy kept coming around, passing out Barkery treats. I'll do anything for a treat!
Dad got silly and put his hat on me. I stuck my nose through the back and could still sniff, so joke's on you, Dad.
And that's why this was the best weekend ever!