Flying Weiners!

Yesterday Cooper and I attended the first ever Dachshund Dash in Terre Haute to support breast cancer research.  Let me tell you, it was a hoot!  If you ever get a chance to see weiner dogs race then you MUST go.  Ha-larious my friends.

Papaw, Grammy, and Coop waiting for the big races to begin.

And they're off!

This is a weinie that is truly defying gravity folks.

In between races, having a good chuckle with Grammy.

I will be throwing the sunglasses away immediately.

By the way, why hasn't anybody told me how completely ridiculous these look?  I mean, really.

I thought we were friends.

Here go the weiners again!

Get it girl!

There were spectators there to cheer on their fellow weinies.  This one was especially adorable.

And then there was Scooby.  Scooby was in the last round.  As soon as the gate opened, well, Scooby came out.

And then he sat.

And they tried and tried to get poor Scooby to run.  But there was nothing to it.

He was more of a lover than a runner.

And Cooper wanted in on the love action.

This little tyke was in the races but didn't make it to the finals.  But man, was he feisty.

That little girl's lucky that she still has an ankle.

And if you are the weiner, ahem, winner, well, of course you get a wreath of flowers for your neck!

Seriously folks, this was one of the funnest times I've had in a long time.

Wait, what does that say about me?