A New Toy

Daddy went to New England (new and improved?) this weekend. He was talking funny (again) and trying to sound all East Coast, babbling on about having "Lobsta in mahy chowda." Whatever. He did buy me the newest toy called "Ball." He drops it from up high (at my height, anything about 12" is considered high), and when it hits the floor - get this - it bounces up again! I just know there's a mouse inside so I enjoy tearing it up. Best of all, there are THREE of them in one little tube. Pappy says something about Dennis Balls. I don't know what Dennis did wrong to lose his balls, but thank you!

Off to School

I get to go to school with Pappy today. The maid is coming to the house and I think it irks here when I follow her around and manage her. I just love the smell of Pledge! Anyway I like to going to school and getting attention from the all the students. I learn a lot, too. Usually I forget everything though when I see a squirrel.

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New Orleans

Daddy went to New Orleans this weekend. He called several times and left messages, but they were hard to understand. They were mostly "WOOO!" and something about "Lassie, les bons bons boutay." I think that's French for "Lassie is a candy butt." Pappy said it was "Lassiez les bon temps roulez," but I still don't get it. Daddy was really tired when he got home, he smelled funny and had toilet paper on his shoe. I didn't tell him.

Going to the Dog Spa!

Good news, I'm off to the dog spa at the vet. I get a bath and perfumed and my anal glands expressed. Can I say anal on this blog? Too bad just did! It helps me stay clean and keeps the car seats nice and clean and well. Daddy has yet another job idea: opening up a dog art studio. He wants to sell artwork of dogs, scarves and candles and call it "Anal Expressions." I think he's nuts when he tells me this, so I just wag my tail and look stupid.