Mr. Bill Does Reliant . . . DR! Style

Well kiddos, sorry for the late tournament synopsis.  This weekend is the August tournament so I figured, whoops, I procrastinated a bit too long so better get cracking.

It's been a couple of weeks since DR! returned from a weekend at the biggest Texas flyball tournament held during the Reliant Series of Dogs Shows.  It was a bucket o' fun.

This year we tried a new home away from home at the La Quinta Galleria.  It was high class.  Even had an elevator.  

How many dogs can fit on an elevator?  Apparently a lot.

Misfitz ran during Friday's 1 day tournament.  I did not arrive until that evening (all by myself thank you very much Garmin) but Kim was really good about texting updates.  I especially liked the text about Pooper (the dog formerly known as Velvet).  Pooper ate a bunch of Xero's Evo dog food and pooped non-stop ALL WEEKEND.  Misfitz lost their very first heat because Pooper fouled in the ring.  Pooper fka Velvet, you may have the title of being the "Dog Most Full of Poo," but Mim still reigns as the "Only Dog able to Poop and Run Flyball at the Same Time and Still Beat the Other Dog."

Pooper fka Velvet did redeem herself and ran spectacular the rest of the day with lots of potty breaks.

After Friday night awards, we all gathered for dinner.  The Fart Machine was not in attendance this time, but we did have a special guest.  Duwain was very thoughtful and requested a booster seat so our new friend could see above the table.

Oh noooooo, Mr. Bill

The atmosphere of the restaurant was very relaxing and casual.  It did have its perks being a Mexican food restaurant - there was live entertainment.  Mr. Bill enjoys a good mariachi number.

Ooooooooollllllllleeeeeee Mr. Bill

Mr. Bill even fronted us some cash so we could put in some requests.  We picked songs that Mr. Bill was familiar with so he could sing along.

The food was pretty tasty.  There's nothing like cheesy-going-right-to-your-thighs-enchiladas  after a day of running flyball.  Some of the folks took advantage of our choice of restaurant and got themselves some of those gigantor margaritas.  Mr. Bill was one of them.  Boy is he frisky when he gets a little liquored up.

Naughty Mr. Bill sneaks a peek.

After dinner, we left the restaurant and headed back to the La Quinta so we could get a good night's rest before the Saturday / Sunday tournament.  Stay tuned for details on the weekend results . . .