Wrigley and Me: A Hit at the Phoenix Tea Party

My friend could not make it to the Phoenix Tea Party today, so I enlisted my golden retriever, Wrigley, to go downtown with me. We had a blast. Everyone was happy and friendly. It was very clear that people who don't like heavy taxes and Obama-style government programs, love golden retrievers. I already feel better about this country!

By the way, there is no dress code for tea parties....

But clever signs were all the rage. It was fun seeing the variety of the signs and their statements.

One of my favorites' read: "Nancy Pelosi cannot stimulate my package", yuck, yuck.

These kids were the perfect "American Children": Red hair, very white skin and blue clothing. They also love golden retrievers!

There were lots of costumes, like this guy:

I tried to take Wrigley by the bell that sits in front of our State Capital.


And just like this kid who was running in circles around the rose garden, oblivious to all that surrounded him, Wrigley love the affection and the petting and the attention he received from so many nice people. We live in a pretty wonderful nation. We are just a little upset about being taxed unnecessarily and we peacefully protested that grievance.