Memories, compliments of Joanne

She's having a tough time getting through Blogger's sign up process, so I wanted to post this for her and encourage everyone else to add your favorite memories!!

The kid with his finger up JD's nose.
The guy that blew that air thing when the dogs came by and got too
close and scared them TO DEATH. None of the dogs wanted to go near them
and Cam just plain wouldn't walk that direction.
Hunky and some of the other dogs response to the horses and the joust.
JD waiting outside the port a potty door for me with his leash under
the door. LOL
The hornet in the corset.
Was it Profile or Hunk that you accidentally dropped the leash on and
they followed some other greyhounds backstage for a walk?
Hunky's Harem that visits him every year without fail.
The little girl who wanted a greyhound like JD. Her parents got her a
cat instead so she named the cat JD and comes and visits JD every year.
People asking if the dogs are dead if they are sleeping or convulsing
if they are running in their sleep.
The olympic hopeful sprinter wanting to race the dogs, then winning. He
was racing Pinky who really had no idea there was a race going on and
kept watching the guy running beside him instead of actually running.
Canasta deciding to run back to her pillow throne rather than chase the
lure.
Who was it that lost their skirt the first year? Was that you?
Profile running away through the crowd and stopping when the girls
called him "Pretty".
The dog's reaction to some of the costumes that people come in - and I
am not talking about just on Halloween either.
Kids days! I am sure the dogs would have plenty to say about that!!
The LIVE buzzard that someone had on his shoulder at the Halloween
party.
Mother and Father Goose!!!
JD and my first day at festival. Me in the new dress and hoop skirt. JD
with the stress diarrhea. It is an art to lean down and scoop poop in a
hoop without the hoop and the skirt getting in the poop. I ended up
wearing the poop ALL day. I tried to wash it off but...
Speaking of poop.. I would like to hear the dog's reason for ALWAYS
pooping during the parade so we have to stop and clean it up in front
of everyone.
The sticks of strong incense that we burn around the tent to keep the
bees and wasps away that make the dogs cough and choke.
The drunk guy that had the jerky in one hand and the beer in the other
- JD spotted him coming and KNEW he WOULD get one or the other. The guy
wasn't quite drunk enough to let the jerky get within reach of JD so he
concentrated on holding it up out of reach while he set the beer down
to pet the dogs. The beer was half gone by the time he realized his
mistake.

It was Hunky that went for a walk with Sharon's girls last year and when he was busted running sans human, he headed straight for the gate by our tent...that we used two years prior!! Silly pupper.