Here, Mags and a couple of good-looking pals ham it up for the camera in one of the city's many packed-like-sardines sports bars, shortly before the Saints rocked da house;
... as unrestrained joy broke out ...
And here, proud mutts on the march.And, being the shamelessly proud maternal unit, I can't resist sharing one last snap of my beauty girl, who landed herself in one of the world's most unique cities, at a most historic moment:

(Birds gotta swim, fish gotta fly, moms gotta brag)
:)

2 comments:
I'm very jealous! Philly doesn't have a puppy parade!
Ha! That's about the only thing Philly doesn't have :) I'm jealous too, because Berwick DEFINITELY doesn't have pooches on parade (unless you count most of the female population ... ouch! That was mean).
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