Grandpa made my bed very high and it is hard to jump up that high.  Nana, bless her heart, made a stool so I can get onto the bed with dignity.  It is a King Bed so of course that means that it is for me. Although I will be the first to admit that I do not live in a monarchy (although, some of the presidents appear to be less sure), I think it is ok for a dignified and kingly dog to sleep on a King Bed.

The pillows do smell vaguely of Duck. L'orange.

I like these high count sheets.

Grandpa made me get down.  Nana just stood there and laughed and laughed.

Ghost Rider

Miss Jan, I was wondering if you wanted to be my ghost rider?  Nana says she has a plan.


I wouldn't bet money on it...but hey, the coloring book looks pretty good.  Nana seems to be able to color, but that is about it.
Although...see me?  Nana did that.

This is me, waiting patiently for the network TV trucks to show up.  I waited for days.  Nana pleaded with me to come inside but I REALLY believed. 

They didn't come.

9 cats showed up though and they hissed at me.  I don't understand why they do that - my platform is about EQUAL RIGHTS FOR CATS!!  They need to be licensed and chipped for their own good.  I have great disdain for King Charles who set my furry little friends on a life long projectory of sleeping outside, killing songbirds and causing extinctions.  You may not know this but King Charles was responsible for the stunning loss of the dodo.

I am going to the National Convention in Denver.  Please talk to my publicist about paw prints.

I wonder if Nana called the TV stations like I asked her to...

It was going to be The BIGGEST EXPOSE in the History of Global Politics.  Now, no one will ever know, and YOU won't either.

I think I need to have a Talk with Nana.....