Laissez Les Bon Temps Roulez...

Once again, it's Mardi Gras time in N'Awlins. And, despite the lingering devastation from that bitch Katrina, it's time once again, to laugh, sing, dance, imbibe publicly, witness indecent exposure a plethora of times each day, and , of course, dress up your dog in ridiculous outfits.

There is something SO small-town about most pet parades, almost borderline freakshow. But down in the Big Easy, it just fits.

So party on, my Cajun and Creole canine companions. Even though I can't make it down there this month, I'll raise one in honor of the Crescent City.

Even though you like to dress up your dogs. Still proud of you.