Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.

This is a shameless advertisement for Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.  Nana...well, it is always NANA, decided to check me into the Aunt Bunny's Pet Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals because in shrinkology-speak, the Conventions were just too too much for me.  I tried to speak at the First One but there were donkeys at the door and THEY had expected Lassie (although we all know she is as dead as a doorknob) but then someone thought they should get that wordy Chase-the-Aussie but HE was aligning elsewhere, with a bunch of sheep.  Anyway, politics aside, I couldn't get a paw in edgewise so I took the bus to the Other Convention.

They seem a bit more inclusive but I didn't expect the elephants to be in on the circus (this is the LAST year for that, donja know?) so I just de-camped. I did sign a few autographs but that is so exhausting without opposable thumbs, so I just came home and Nana promptly locked me up for more than 72 hours at the Aunt Bunny Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.

So I called Unca Bob.  But Unca Bob is the chief of the Raccoon Riders and he is gone around the bend so I was stuck.

Thankfully, Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals is RATHER Superb.  Take a look:

    I had a professional Massage Person.  She wore a lovely blue outfit and knew just where I needed stress relief.

I had my own PROFFESSIONAL trainer who believed that working the stairs was important to my well being (and doesn't he have nice legs?)

AND Then...

I had my own room where I could relax, kick back and watch some TV.  I do so like that Anderson Cooper dude even if he said awful things about Honey Badger. 

I had 9 (NINE) cats at my beck and call.  They took care of me, looked after Nana's garden, and are now - EVEN NOW as we speak - are going all out for my campaign because they know EQUAL RIGHTS FOR CATS is an urgent issue.

I have been discharged but, well, Nana is Nana.  Soon as Unca Bob comes back from being around the bend, we are going to have WORDS.  Yes, NANA, watch your back!

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.....

Another auspicious announcement:  Nana's coloring book is print-ready. 

This was perfect timing on Nana's part because we had a family tragedy last night.  Our little Oreo had an encounter of the worst kind with a car. Services will be held.

In lieu of flowers, please put love on your own sweet pet and hug him or her closer.  Thank you

I am announcing today this most auspicious announcement that will further the friendly exchange that we enjoy with Great Briton.  We have put behind us that small confab that our 2 countries endured a while back, that small issue about tea - NOT ANOTHER TEA PARTY!!!!! - that we have put behind us.

AUSCPICIOUS is the word for today's announcement.  Finally our governments heard the constant plea of such pitiful women as Nana who will sink so low as to beg, cry and roll around in the dirt.
They were not auspicious. But their cause is just and right and so now, without anymore awesome auspiciousness HERE IS THE ANNOUSOUANT:

We can now get a hedgehog!!!!!  And be legal at the same time!!!!!  This is a big change for Nana. We are always grateful when Nana returns home without new handcuffs.

Grandpa has been notified of this current legality and he was told on a full stomach while watching a football game. I suspect that he did not QUITE hear the specifics to which he nodded and apparently agreed.  Nana is a shrink after all.

I am just reporting in...as you can see, I am involved with the uber people at Morris for the Golden Retriever Study.

It is embarrassing but its for a good cause.  This is my 4 year that I am participating.  I am number 354 which Nana says means that I am an "early adopter".  hey!! Don't look at me, I didn't adopt anybody and no one but Nana and my Grandpa are taking me anywhere.