I was super excited when I got my cousin's wedding
invitation a month prior to the date, so when the day finally arrived I put on
my best dress and heels, and got all dolled up. Of course, me being a girl and
all, I was running a bit late. My cab driver was trying his best to get to the
beach where the wedding was being held as fast as he could, but there was some minor
traffic. Already about 40 minutes late, I arrived to the beach, but I was
unsure of what field it was being held in ,and had left the invitation back at
home. I tried to remember if it was field two or five, and decided that it was
five because that was my cousin's favorite number. I threw off my heels so I could
run through the sand, and started seeing quite a few dogs around the beach but
thought nothing of it. I could see a ceremony going on close to the beach
water, and ran faster so that I could at least maybe catch the final moments of
my cousin's big day. I concentrated on the well decorated cake up ahead, and ran
as fast as I possibly could but stopped short when I realized, I was at the
wrong wedding! There were plenty of guests, only the majority of the guests
were dogs! The only real humans around were the owners I suppose, who stood off
at a distance and all looked at me as if to say, "well where is your doggy"?
I tried to act as if I was invited, and stood off with the rest of the crowd of
humans, and watched this adorable ceremony. My cousin never really forgave me
for missing her wedding, but at least I got this priceless picture of the
wedding I'll never forget.
