My Trip to Parliament Hill

Today is July 1st and the birthday of my country – Canada.

I do consider myself a citizen of the world (mainly because it gives me an excuse to party on every holiday there is), but I do maintain a special spot for the celebrations of my homeland.

Today I took a trip to Parliament Hill in Ottawa. I think I forgot to mention that the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) recently declared me an honorary officer (they liked my work as BATDOG), full with a uniform, a badge, and a slew of top secret missions I can’t speak about (they involve wired hairs – damn, I’ve said too much).

So I figured that in the celebration of today’s events, I would visit Parliament Hill in my uniform to pose for some pictures and to lend my hand paw in ensuring top-of-the-line security for all the attendees.

My first duty was to stand guard by this fire-hydrant, keeping a very strict lookout for any dogs (or people for that matter) who might think it an appropriate place to take a wiz. “I got news for you fellow, this is a royal fire hydrant, not a dirty street-side pissing pot!”

I may be small, but I kept them in line..

My good work was noticed by one of the other RCMP officers there, who was so impressed that he asked me to take a picture with him.

And yes, that pretty lady holding me is Mum, who also happens to be wearing a Crusoe T-Shirt.

What I didn’t anticipate though, was how many people would stop and crowd around me, cameras blaring at my cuteness and regal poise.

Ah heck, who am I kidding? I totally expected that..

In this one I blinked, but give me a break, I was just getting warmed up.

As you can tell I’m sure, I prefer a look of nonchalance in most of my posing.

I don’t mind a crowd, in fact I like a crowd, but after a while I needed a little break. So I decided I would go assist the perimeter security in escorting the government officials from the location when the ceremony ended.

Luckily there was no trouble.

After I was comfortable knowing all the ‘top dogs’ were safe, we started to make our way to the Parliament lawn. On our way I came across a super cute babe. She said she loved a man in uniform and asked if I’d like to go on a date sometime.

As I was on duty, I kept it professional and gave her my business card, saying “her people could contact my people”.

Once we made it to the Parliament lawn, more crowds found me, all wanting a picture with the celebrity dachshund.

In this shot a father asked if I could take a picture with their baby. I said sure, but that “baby or not, I expect to be petted with respect”.

And by that I mean no pulling my tail, whacking me, or touching my hat..

Never touch my hat.

The hat is always what the chicks dig the most, and is therefore what I am most protective of.

Here’s me kickin’ back on the grass with several fine ladies making a big deal of my celebrity.

I pretend like I’m indifferent to the attention, but of course I love it.

Then to top it all off, a film crew spotted me and immediately wanted an interview. The guy had to lie down on the ground to properly address me.

It was a brief interview, but I did manage to tell him how popular I am. I told him I was relatively new on the job as an RCMP officer, but that already I had helped ensure the security of the event, and met some babes while I was at it.

He seemed to be able to appreciate that, and was pretty pleased to have met me.

All in all, I had a great time today celebrating Canada Day.

I may consider myself a citizen of the world, and whether I’m visiting my great neighbors to the south or another far away place, this is still my home.

For you I stand tall (as tall as a wiener dog can at least).

But being a citizen of the world, next up on my party schedule is the 4th of July!

Keep standin’ on guard,

~ Crusoe

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