Well, St. John's University does not allow Yorkshire Terriers to attend law school graduations. Or at least that is the excuse Alpha gave me for not having the opportunity to witness this firsthand:
The way I understand it, that is an image of my Abigail getting a hood put on her by her law school dean or somebody, whatever that means. It's an image on a fancy-schmancy big screen in a fancy-schmancy auditorium that, Alpha wants you to notice, is NOT being captioned, but don't get her started about that, she says.
However, since there is not one word of this that seems anything other than Greek or Latin to me, suffice it to say I guess it was a big deal, and everyone is all pretty proud and excited about it. Me, I'm kind of proud and excited of my Abigail any old time, and so I don't really get the difference, but that's just the way we Yorkies are, so I'm sure you understand.
Some of Abigail's friends and roommates, and other people I know, also got the same thing! So we have all these cute pictures to look at.
It looks like they all had a really good time without me, but I had a good time, too, with Dan and Jessica and Chloe and Gunner and the big cats and ... well, we're all pretty tuckered out from this excitement. I'm just gonna go have a nap now, okay?
Res ipsa loquitur, baby.