Labor Day 2016 Brandon and I entered Brady into our neighborhood “cutest dog” contest.
After the parade was over and the watermelon had been eaten the host came to us and let us know that “Bradley” would be getting an award. We are so in shock that we didnt even correct her on his name (and I mean, would Brady really be unhappy that someone accidentally mispronounced his name?).
We waited through some announcements, best dressed award and best decorated bike award for the announcer to say,
“Second place in the cutest dog category, Bradley!!” as he came to us with a ribbon.
We decided not to tell Brady it was second place (again, something he didn’t need to know!!) but we did give him a treat when we got home.
He was one proud dog walking around with his ribbon on his collar.