Who's the best soda-sipping pug in the world? ME!
Thanks again for making me a winner. I've never won anything before and it's kinda cool. Now I just want to keep on winning. So if you want to keep voting, I'd love to keep winning. Hint. Hint.
Don't worry though, I won't spend an entire week talking about it like I did with the balloon festival. I'm working on being a little less... obsessive.
Speaking of balloons... you're probably wondering why I'm sitting on a mule. And now you're also probably wondering what sitting on a mule has to do with balloons. Ok, so my spotted friend Miley was the one who first told me about hot air balloons. And since I didn't get a chance to fly at the balloon festival, Miley asked if I wanted to ride a mule instead.
Of course I had no idea what a mule was when I said yes. We don't have mules where I live. And I feel kinda dumb saying this now that I know what a mule is, but I kinda assumed riding a mule would be like flying.
Uhm. Yeah. I'm pretty sure riding a mule isn't anything like flying, but it was still fun. Sandy The Mule was super nice to me and apologized profusely for not being able to leave the ground.