I went to watch the game at the casino again. The show lounge was filled with Rider fans and one lonely little Bombers fan. He, of course, was with us. But he didn't get beat up which I was
Upon returning home, I figured I would get the dogs night walk out of the way. I bundled up and set out to forcibly exercise them and me. I discovered there are many things my dogs do not like about the Grey Cup.
The dogs do not like:
- being honked at
- being cheered at
- having people scream "Go Riders"
- having people come up to give high fives to their human
- sirens of police cars (there were 4 riot squads out tonight)
- people laughing loudly
- fireworks
When the fireworks exploded, Vicki took off at a dead run. It's the first time she's ever led the walk run home.
So very fun. I love it.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, when Chris called his parents right after the game, his father informed him that he was just on his way out the door so that he could drive downtown and honk the car horn. Because that was Arlen's immediate response: "Must get downtown! Must honk the horn!"
Girl begrudgingly accepts fandom - team wins championship. You are charmed (a charm?) indeed.
ReplyDeleteWe were the first on 8th St in Saskatoon honking at peds and waving our flag. 15 minutes later (once everyone let their cars warm up) it was marvelous mayhem, and near bumper-to-bumper traffic.
ReplyDeleteFor once, I'm on the side of the dogs. :)
ReplyDeleteWasn't it wonderful? Even Saskatoon had bumper-to-bumper mayhem along 8th Street. My favourite were the grandma and grandpa's out doing just as much flag waving and honking as the rest of us. It's lovely to be a part of something so exciting.
ReplyDeleteThe exception to the high fives were a line of young men gave an elder woman hugs. She was so tiny and old. It was very precious.
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