We did the Humane Society walk on Saturday with Alex and her 4 month old French Mastiff, Romeo. We always take Baxter with us, too, and he looks forward to it all year. He loves to strut his stuff around the event and loves the attention of strangers. This year, unfortunately for Baxter, Romeo was the show stopper. (Baxter can't read very well yet, so I feel comfortable putting this in writing). Romeo, who admittedly is adorable, must have been stopped 100 times. He was lapping it up. I tried to keep Baxter a little bit ahead of Romeo so he wouldn't realize what was going on. He sensed it though and muttered a few things under his breath. I reassured him though that puppies are irrestable and next year we will not bring anyone who could possibly steal his thunder.
We made it up to him by taking him to a dog friendly restaurant on South Beach where he noshed on calamari and french fries. Romeo was on the other side of the table, so the Canadian family adoring Baxter didn't see him and thought Baxter was the cutest thing ever.
All's well that ends well.
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