We’ve been talking about going to the balloon festival for as long as we’ve been wintering in Western Arizona and this is the year. The wind as been an issue in previous years, but this year the weather is on our side. We get to Lake Havasu City and the Moon is still in the sky and it’s about thirty-eight degrees.

The crowd is growing and so is the anticipation and off in the distance you can see character balloons being inflated.

The moment of truth the Mass Ascension, or not. I guess a lot of  the people fill their balloons but they don’t take them up. In the sky at one time, there was probably five or six balloons that launched from all over the city.

But the best was yet to come. We had been talking about rescuing a little dog to travel with us. So while we were in Lake Havasu City we dropped by the shelter and found this little guy.

It’s been so much fun watching him come out of his shell. The funny thing is I’m more of a cat person and Darla is more of a dog person. When we had talked about pets we thought it would be a cat and a dog. Chill’n is the best of both worlds. He likes to hang out in your lap, loves the dog park, and rides in the truck.