I got to go to an art festival in Weaverville today it was great! Mom was a volunteer all day so Dad took me to see her on Main Street. There were a lot of dogs and even more people. Dad walked me in the Nature Park the sun was warm and I got a lot of attention because I am very handsome. People patted my head and touched me and remarked on my looks I liked it.
Mom said the art talent was extraordinary, I don’t know that word but I got some feta cheese. Mom got some pottery I tore the bag and one piece broke. Uh-oh. It was fun anyway I like Weaverville because Weaverville likes dogs.