Boomer does Pride

I was somewhat taken aback when I was informed that I was taking Boomer to the Owen Sound Pride Parade.

Boomer is our last surviving hound. The last time we took her out in public was to the Port Elgin Pumpkinfest.

That was a few years ago. It did not go well. Five seconds after disembarking the car, Boomer was dragging the Farm Manager down the street. Literally.

We aborted the mission pronto.

So I had some misgivings about the Pride Parade.

Boomer is well into her dotage now. She's got a bit of incontinence going on. She no longer hunkers down to take a crap... she just drops those dog turds as she's ambling along. Me and her in the Pride Parade?

Sure! Everybody else is dancing down the main street with Pride flags while I'm carrying a baggie of dog poo...

By chance, Pride Parade this year fell on Bubby's birthday. She's 89 this year, and still has all the marbles rolling in the same direction. Last year we gave her a salute as the parade passed by her retirement home. She said at the time that she'd like to be a part of it.

So this year, she was.



Back row, me and the FM. Front row, Boomer, the Bubbinator, and Aly Boltman

The Bubbinator, aka Ruth Gorbet, has been the Grande Dame of Owen Sound Little Theatre for well over sixty years.

We pushed Ruthie along the parade route in a wheelchair today.

For her 90th, we'll make sure she has her own float.


Happy birthday and all my love, Bubby!