I promise not to spend the rest of my life talking about flying. I'm just so excited about it right now, it's hard to think about anything else.
The balloon festival in Reno is still 26 days away (an eternity in pug time) and I think my excitement is starting to irritate those around me. After about the millionth balloon question, my human finally told me she was all out of answers. So I started bugging Google instead. And y'know what Google told me?
Two words: cluster ballooning.
It's when you use a whole bunch of balloons to fly instead of one great big one. Some guy in Australia flew three miles high (!) using nothing but weather balloons and a lawn chair. They even made a movie about it called Danny Deckchair. My human thought watching it might satisfy my balloon curiosity so she Net Flix'd it for me over the weekend. Her plan didn't work though. Seeing the movie just made me want to fly even more.
If you ask me, an eternity is waaay too long to wait for anything. Especially flying. So I talked my human into buying me some helium-filled balloons like the ones in Danny Deckchair. Unfortunately, she only bought six of them and one escaped on the way to the park so my cluster-ballooning experiment didn't exactly work out as planned.
I never left the ground, but did feel a little bit lighter. Anyone know how many balloons it takes to fly a pug??