Bonjour 'Arry!

It's one of those completely random traditions that my neighborhood does every July...celebrating Bastille Day.  We break out our red, white, and blue shortly after Independence Day only to celebrate the French storming the Bastille, which to quote Wikipedia is "seen as a symbol of the uprising of the modern nation, and of the reconciliation of all the French inside the constitutional monarchy which preceded the First Republic, during the French Revolution".  For us Fairmounters, it's an excuse to walk in the street and drink beers while talking in a French accent. 

Outdoor celebrations invite pups so we brought Harry down the street to Eastern State Penitentary and watched the show.  This year was enhanced with a musical revue featuring a baguette that sang about how bread is awesome and Ben Franklin came out to sing about how he invented lightning.  During the festivities, Harry learned how to French kiss - as demonstrated by his interaction with his new girlfriend below. 

Harry also met a French toy Yorkie...or maybe she was just French for the day.  Unfortunately, they didn't get to French kiss. 

The celebrations came to an end when Marie Antoinette threw 3,000 butterscotch krimpets over the penitentary walls shouting "Let them eat cake!".  Harry caught one, but I ate it. Tastycakes are on the no-no list for dogs, right?  We had a great time and made a bunch of new friends that we've already run into walking around the neighborhood.  Au revoir 'Arry!