This morning I did NOT get to sleep late. With the festival less than a mile away, you can hear their speakers, or rather....the dogs can hear their speakers! Lilly and Max were barking, and then they went completely out of their minds when the balloons started passing my house (there were about seven that took a direct path over my house, or my neighbor's house. Check out Lilly's mohawk, and Max in motion. The people in the balloons were within talking distance, and literally over my backyard leaning over their baskets and watching the dog's put on a show-I'm not sure who was more interested in who. It was an incredible (and early) way to begin a Saturday morning!
Incoming balloons...
Neighbor's Fly Over...
My backyard balloon viewing...
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Those are really neat pictures.
I can't tell how long since I've been to a hot air balloon festival - too long. Mom used to take us when we were younger.
Regarding Max and Lilly's reaction - Funny, but not surprising. I remember back when we had Shelly (our Golden Retriever) and this one time when Dad put up a basketball pole/hoop along the driveway. She could see it over the top of the fence and barked at it for an eitire day! (I guess she finally realized that it was there to stay.)
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