This is Wee Pierre stealing my dinner.
I was not happy to have my dinner stolen.
I recruited artists for an art fair in the park over Labor Day weekend. The fair was in conjunction with a triathlon.
Not surprisingly we ended up with three artists participating. We actually had four, but one of them never showed up.
I borrowed this tricorn hat from the museum. I really think I need one of my very own.
Wildlife Safari came with their cheetah. The woman on the right kept getting upset when runners would come through and the crowd would clap. She would get this annoyed look on her face and say "look, a cheetah".
They kept feeding the cheetah baby birds. I personally thought it was a little gross, but hey, what do I know?
There were several bands performing. Mostly they did oldies. Luckily there was no barbershop quartet.
At a certain point we realized our further presence was unnecessary, so we packed up and went home.
Somehow I ended up with a giant bruise on my ankle. Maybe I'm working to hard
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