Parade Charade

This weekend Mom & Dad took me to what they claimed was a "Rod Run" in Long Beach. All these old dudes in old cars lined up along the road and drove back and forth while people clapped and shouted at them. Even though Dad has a new car, he hopped in with the conga line and we drove down the street too. But people didn't look at his car. They looked at me instead. They started yelling "Awe, look at that frenchie!" and "hey, that's a good lookin' dog." Before I knew it, the whole deal turned in to a Pup Parade, with people clamoring to see ME and cheering for ME. It seems my celebrity is contageous and now reaches all the way to the ocean and back!