This afternoon we made our first trip to the Spooky Pooch Parade. Now in its fourth year, this annual gathering claims to be "the biggest pooch parade from coast to coast." I'm not sure how many contenders there are for this title but, nevertheless, it sounds impressive. I've been curious about it since it began, but this is the first year that the parade step-off time of two o'clock hasn't conflicted with someone's nap schedule. My wonderful friend Laura not only let us park at her house, but she, along with her niece The Amazing Miss P, also made us homemade kettle corn to snack on while we waited for the parade to begin. After a bit of a delay (shutting down part of the busiest street in the city proved to be quite a challenge) the parade began. With a reported 371 entrants, it was much bigger than I thought it would be. The girls loved it. Here are some highlights.
On the walk back to Laura's house, Little Tiger and Miss P found a stunning natural phenomenon trying to make its way safely in the blustery October weather. While I was surprised to see a walking leaf so late in the season, I was pleased to see that the girls were as, if not more, awed by this fragile creature as they were by the pooches in their Halloween costumes.