Yesterday, we held our sorta, kinda, annual gathering to commemorate the day that Democracy finally died in Ontario - August 29, 2005, the day the 'pit bull' ban became law.

It was also the day that Katrina hit New Orleans, which pushed 'our little problem' out of the media.  Probably just as well, all that weeping and gnashing of teeth was hard on the nerves anyway.

Our storm wasn't as biblical in proportion or as widely destructive but to those of us who know and love dogs it was an unnatural disaster of the worst sort.

Our own bulldog, Franny, took a few pictures of the gang.

It was very hot and humid, not good dog (or people) weather, but despite that the turnout was fantastic.  We will win this, folks, I just know it.

We know we are right and they are wrong - and so do they.  It's just a game and the dogs the gamepieces, which is no way to treat your only friend.

Due to traffic, construction and a couple of fender benders, it took us over 2.5 hours to get to Queen's Park - it's usually about a 70-minute drive.  My air conditioning packed it a couple of weeks ago, so it was hard on my boys.  The ride home was better but we were glad to get into the house and just relax last night.

Warning:  The wide shot is big, because otherwise it's too hard to see, so if you have slow service, you might just want to view the thumbnail.

I have more pics, will put them in the file later, but I was anxious to share these few with my friends in the fight.

Here's a link, click on thumbnails to see larger versions of the photos.