I understand it now...its a shmear campaign. Nana. The very same. She-who-won't-obey. Nana...trying to make me look bad, with my tongue all hanging out. She probably is going to tell everyone that I snore too. And twitch in my sleep.
Do you know what a papapapartzi is? I think I have one...
This is the story of Bailey, a Golden Retriever who lives in Arizona and works as the Canine in a Professional Partnership in doing therapy for humans. He has a Good Citizen medal and a BIG heart and a WISE brain. Bailey wears the turquoise neckerchief of a canine assisted therapy dog with a royal blue patch. The patch reminds humans that he is a highly trained and a valuable member of a therapeutic team.
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Sunday, September 18, 2016
I AM OUTRAGED!!! Cannot you people understand that a bit of youthful misdeeds lead to greater wisdom as we get older and understand more?????? And I am telling you that it was Toddie's idea. He was the mastermind behind the run to the Border! And there is no truth to the rumor that we were running bootleg Canadian chocolate to Mexico. Simply not true. NOT TRUE.
We are just 2 Smarties, 2 little Mr. Bigs, with Aero between our ears. We are not slick little Glossettes, we can't even EAT raisins. And as a chocolatier, Bernard Celebrant won't let us near the truffles.
I have no idea who dug up this dirt.
Anyway, the car has been totaled so there are not paw prints anywhere.
As you know, my strength as a canindate is with the cats. However, I have tried to herd them and it is not working out as well as I had hoped. Nana has proven to be useless as a campaigner. Or as a manager.
Can you see TRUST in their eyes??? Do you think they will vote for ME???
I listen to them as they complain ad nauseum...
So I have a deep EXISTENTIAL QUESTION!! Is it possible to make felines happy? Just what do they want anyway?
Can you see TRUST in their eyes??? Do you think they will vote for ME???
I listen to them as they complain ad nauseum...
I am slipping into unconsciousness. They whine and meow and hiss and I can't make them happy at all.
So I have a deep EXISTENTIAL QUESTION!! Is it possible to make felines happy? Just what do they want anyway?
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Monday, September 5, 2016
PResidential Look
It is fairly common knowledge that Nana is capable to giving The Look to people who violate her standards (low) of conduct (whatever). Chin down, eyes up to the eyebrows and then one eyebrow goes UP and it makes her glasses askew. I have not told her this...but I am also practicing it. On her. So far, it is not working but I will perseverate.
I am working on who is going to be my running mate and have decided that SNICKERS is the best. SNICKERS always acts better after eating and so it will be SNICKERS who will attend the various state functions. I will of course, attend Funerals, pool parties, and the Dillards' Sales.
In keeping with my new Presidential position (assumed), I am cleaning up. My Style. I have been shredding irrelevant papers, putting my financial affairs (with the French poodle) (who shall remain unnamed) in order (SHE had such blind trust), and getting fluffed and buffed. Check me out:
I had the spa especially put in for my private time.
But of course I use a professional to keep me looking my best...
Snickers...thus far, has declined to be fluffed and buffed. but it is just a matter of catching...
I am working on who is going to be my running mate and have decided that SNICKERS is the best. SNICKERS always acts better after eating and so it will be SNICKERS who will attend the various state functions. I will of course, attend Funerals, pool parties, and the Dillards' Sales.
In keeping with my new Presidential position (assumed), I am cleaning up. My Style. I have been shredding irrelevant papers, putting my financial affairs (with the French poodle) (who shall remain unnamed) in order (SHE had such blind trust), and getting fluffed and buffed. Check me out:
I had the spa especially put in for my private time.
But of course I use a professional to keep me looking my best...
Snickers...thus far, has declined to be fluffed and buffed. but it is just a matter of catching...
PResidential Look
It is fairly common knowledge that Nana is capable to giving The Look to people who violate her standards (low) of conduct (whatever). Chin down, eyes up to the eyebrows and then one eyebrow goes UP and it makes her glasses askew. I have not told her this...but I am also practicing it. On her. So far, it is not working but I will perseverate.
I am working on who is going to be my running mate and have decided that SNICKERS is the best. SNICKERS always acts better after eating and so it will be SNICKERS who will attend the various state functions. I will of course, attend Funerals, pool parties, and the Dillards Sales.
I am working on who is going to be my running mate and have decided that SNICKERS is the best. SNICKERS always acts better after eating and so it will be SNICKERS who will attend the various state functions. I will of course, attend Funerals, pool parties, and the Dillards Sales.
It is very important to look Presidential. I have been practicing in the mirror. See what you think...
This is me, staring off into the Rose Garden on the East Lawn of the West White House that faces West. I see the future of our Great Nation, One Nation, indivisble with Liberty and Justice for all Creature-Kind.
I think I look pretty good.
Try this one...
You see, We, the Royal We, must keep On Top of The Issues, ergo, (a smart sounding word) I watch the pun-dints (ryhmes with mints). I am looking Off to The Great Future.
Here I am, back at the Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Spa and Ranch for the Distressed, communing with my constituants. It is very important that I keep in touch with the heart and soul of my people and cats so I can properly know their will. And consider that will in what I do. Whether or not I chose to ignore that will is not any of their beeswax.
I of course am only telling you. This will not find its way into my Blackberry or my email accounts, should I have them, or not have them, according to some Amendment or another.
This is me, staring off into the Rose Garden on the East Lawn of the West White House that faces West. I see the future of our Great Nation, One Nation, indivisble with Liberty and Justice for all Creature-Kind.
I think I look pretty good.
Try this one...
You see, We, the Royal We, must keep On Top of The Issues, ergo, (a smart sounding word) I watch the pun-dints (ryhmes with mints). I am looking Off to The Great Future.
Here I am, back at the Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Spa and Ranch for the Distressed, communing with my constituants. It is very important that I keep in touch with the heart and soul of my people and cats so I can properly know their will. And consider that will in what I do. Whether or not I chose to ignore that will is not any of their beeswax.
I of course am only telling you. This will not find its way into my Blackberry or my email accounts, should I have them, or not have them, according to some Amendment or another.
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