I thought it odd that none of the dogs seemed to mind the blaring music. Whit Hill and the Postcards' musical humor was manifested in the form of original dog songs and apropos covers like "You Ain't Nothin' but a Hound Dog" and "Walk the Dog."
Some of the costumes I saw: A woman and her standard poodle, both with pink, dyed hair. A large, long-haired male Rottweiler wearing a tutu ("He's really comfortable with his sexuality," reported his owner). A funny little whippet dressed like Zorro. A black Lab as Little Red Riding Hood (complete with blond wig). A golden Lab mix and his owner who wore matching tie-dyed T-shirts.
Sadly, I had to leave my Bitty home that day, but she's not one to hold a grudge (see above). She just waited patiently for me to come home and resume my role as the greatest, most supreme human being in the universe. And ya know, after spending the day with so many great dogs and owners, I actually feel as if I might be able to live up to that role.
[Originally published in October, 2004.]