dog at the ballpark.

The Cincinnati Reds, in an effort to boost late-season-we-have-no-shot-at-the-pennant attendance, hosted a dog night at the ballpark on Wednesday. Natch, Wrigley took full advantage.

We met up with our friends Sarah and Kevin and their dog Gilmore. The Reds set aside a section of seating on the right field line, and hosted all kinds of silly contests. The biggest dog, a Saint Bernard, weighed in at about 180 pounds; the smallest, a teacup Yorkie, tipped the scales at just over 16 ounces. We walked in the Dog Parade around the warning track before the game, and then sat in the stands while the Reds played the Cardinals. Wrigley started barking when the crowd erupted as Ken Griffey snagged a great catch -- and then he continued barking pretty much the rest of the game.

The Wrigley Effect was in full force -- we fielded the usual "What kind of dog is this?" questions, kids latched onto him, and people sort of cracked up at his silly appearance. As we watched the game, all around us were dogs (and people) of every size, and overall the whole thing was a total blast!