Hey! Remember my alleged Fourth of July photo shoot? Yuh, well, it totally happened on the THIRD of July which I thought was kind of odd, especially since right after momma took the photos she stuffed me and PeeWee into the mastiff mobile and took us to camp.
Yup! She said that she and Master were going to someplace called a wedding which I was not invited to. Humph.
I warn you that there are many photos that do not have ME in them coming up, but I will add a photo of myself at the end so that you are not terribly bored (and of course there is my stellar commentary to amuse you).
I wasn't too bothered until I examined the contents of the flashy beast upon their return and discovered THIS!
That is my idiot nephew, Oliver, the mutant labrapup.
What was he doing there?
If he got to go, why didn't I? Not fair!
On second thought, maybe I was better off at camp. Look at this place! Can you believe it?
Totally packed with people and stairs and whatnot.
There were only about 30 humans plus dumb Oliver at the wedding, but apparently many spectators and on-lookers.
That beach is in Connect the Dots where Maggie and Mitch live, but they weren't invited either.
I recognize that guy in the middle. It's my human brother, Jake!
That dress sure is white. Could use some slobbers, don't you think?
Smoochie face! Yoiks!
I guess that my sissy-in-law was not officially my sissy-in-law until just two days ago. Who knew?
I'll tell you something else. The irony of having a wedding on Independence Day was not lost on my large and deep thinking self. No way.
This was the old folks gallery in the shade. My Grandma and Grandpa are on the end and it looks like the sun is getting dangerously close to Grandma.
Apparently momma and master had to sit out in the hot sun during the ceremony which might have baked momma's brains a bit and caused her to take less than stellar photos.
Ha ha! Momma says every bride makes pissy face at some point during her wedding day.
That is my grandma next to Shannon. No doubt giving advice.
My sissy, Liz, and brother-in-law, Nate were there too. Look at Nate making stern face. You know why he does that? Because he is a spy! Yuh! Totally I mean it. You can read my expose here.
So I might be in big trouble for showing you the following image wherein he is actually smiling and looking goofy (and I apologize to my beautiful sister, Liz, for not cropping out her expression of dismay at Nate breaking cover).
Look! The labradoofus got assigned his own dog walker lady.
She even went swimming with him.
Seems that this guy wanted a closer look. He kept doing drive by's with his human. Hey! The action is over here!
That's my brother, Jake. All married now for sure.
OK, that is the end of the stupid human wedding pictures. Momma took some dorky movies and put them together on YouTube. She added some music that will make you feel happy sad and forget about her bizarre choice of things to video. Watch it here.
Master came to rescue us from camp in his big van and then he drove home on that scary Rt. 495! I tried to ride in his lap because I was most fearful, but he denied me my small comfort. What a meanie!
Stupid PeeWee immediately requested a photo to prove that he is not portly. Yuh, but he is still a dork.
As promised, here is a picture of my large and totally stretched out self. Enjoy!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. It is end of days hot here again! Oh save me!
I had to recuperate under the plum tree before I could make the long journey back into the AC'd estate upon completion of my business.
Hope we don't lose power or I will melt for sure.