Ankeny Summerfest Parade

This past weekend was Summerfest here in Ankeny. Since we moved here over a year ago, we've heard story after story about this monumental occasion. Some people praise the events, some the Beer Garden....us - we praise the PARADE!! Now, I know by looking at us we wouldn't strike you as parade people. Jolly, semi-overweight 20+ somethings (I add the "+") as you know who is embarking on the big 2-9, therefore no longer solidifying his status in the "20 somethings" category. Way off task here...I know.




Anyhow, so many of you know the saying B & I live by around here and that is: "It's the best $20 we've ever spent". And no - we're not speaking of Big Tomato Pizza at 2:00 a.m., we're talking about Doggy Daycare. Which brings us back to the parade. Still with me? It's like the 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon for this post.


Moving on....so, we take Kinnick to The Bark Zone which is a Doggy Daycare ran by Joey Courtney here in Ankeny. Now before you get all "OMG, the seriously take their dog to daycare" on me. Come stay with us for .47 hours and you'll be singing a whole new tune. One that probably starts out with (insert singing voice here) "OMG, I L-O-V-E Doggy Daycare, it cuts down on the number of strong sedating medication consumed at the WIlliams home each week". Wow, that was a long verse.





In all seriousness, we owe Joey our un-born child for all that she does for us when it comes to Kinnick. Not only does she tire the snot out of him every Wednesday, but she's oh-so conveniently available to take Kinnick over the weekend when someone accidentally forgots to call and tell her we're going out of town...the next day. Plus, she takes care of 15+ dogs a day and hasn't committed herself to the Mercy Psych ward....yet.....

O.k...so back to Square 1 (insert your connection to Kevin Bacon here). When I picked up Kinnick from Daycare on Wednesday, Joey told me they were having a float in the Summerfest parade and that all dogs were invited. I thought Holy H, a float! All my dreams and aspirations of being able to utilize my perfected Miss America wave were being reserected. And then those dreams were shot down when I remembered where I was and this "float" was in honor of the slobbering, non-opposbale thumbed creature below me. But, seeing that we're the coolest (dog + owner) I thought what the heck...could be fun.













I spoke to B, he agreed to walk (keep in mind he was still heavily medicated, I still can't believe he agreed) and so it was a date! Kinnick did very well - all 2.7 miles of the parade route and had MANY admirers.

Here is a great picture of Kinnick working the crowd like the little Show Pony that he is:













It was a good time...we met a lot of cool people and the nugget had fun. What more could you ask for?

Oh, and I only got scolded twice by my dear husband for "having terrible aim when throwing candy". Seriously?