In years past the flurry of furry activity was almost chaotic, but this year it was almost quietly cordial. Barks only permeated the sound of heat waves and chirping birds a few times and only one near scuffle was witnessed near the end when two wet noses got perhaps a little too close.
But for the few that were in attendance, fun was had and ribbons were still proudly worn.
The only thing longer than the ribbons were the pooch's tongues hanging out in the heat.