Monday, August 9, 2010

Dog Days Of August

Ok, it's been SO humid this summer, I kicked my buddy Harry off his chair and claimed it.  He's just a cat, you know?  He can find a high place with a nice breeze and jump up there.  I've chewed all the straw-like stuff off one side of this chair, so my chins (yes, plural) feel nice and supported.  (Mom has finally STOPPED yelling stuff about "ruining" the best furniture she has.  She now sees how I have made it BETTER.)  

Anyway, apparently it isn't HOT ENOUGH here, so my buddy Rory went to the DESERT.  Yeah.  A place called Las Vegas.  He loved it, as Mom said he would, but I think he really missed me.  He thought about me so much he bought me this 'wife beater' (not that I WANT a wife, nor if I had one would I BEAT her!) shirt.  I am to wear it to the Dog Park.  It says I'm in charge.  Cool!


  1. You deserve that chair! Love the fact you made it better, I do that all the time.


  2. Cool shirt! That'll keep those Jack Russells from buggin' ya!
    Love Noodles

  3. Ha! Ha! I love that you made your mom's chair much better simply by making a few pugerations! I do love the t-shirt too and I'm glad you aren't looking fur a wife or a one to beat! Hee! Hee! Very funny post!

  4. Love Paco & his stories. Too funny.

  5. Paco, I know I would feel safer if I knew you were patrolling the area! Cool shirt!

  6. Oh Paco, you look sooo cute in that shirt!

    And umm.. if you DO ever want a wife... umm *blush blush* there are lots of nice puggy girls out there *blush blush*



  7. I love your shirt, Paco!!! You are definitely in charge!