I went to the parade this last weekend, and as odd as it felt to do so, I left Cooper behind. The last parade we went to in December got very long for him; he wanted to run out into the street instead of watching it pass by him. His hatred of being contained in any way has only gotten worse, so I figured the wisest thing to do would be to go without him.
The bagpipers are my favorite out of the whole parade. If I had a kilt and thought I could join in without them noticing, I would!
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