"LAB LOUNGE"
AT CASA DE BARNES...IT'S GOOD TO BE CAL, DUKE AND DIXIE

Woof, kids!

• First, I need to grab a doggy drink and put my paws up for a sec. Okay, now I'm ready to click the keys on this board. So, Tampa was buzzin' today. As you know, the Diva plays her politics close to the vest...if I had a vest, of course. But, dear wacky-furry-friends...I must share with you the sights and sounds that went down in Big T today.

Bayshore B. was filled with cops in cars and bikes (motor kind, you understand) and helicopters hovered and zigged and zagged over my head. Oh, it was MAY-JAH!

 I was lazin' and sunnin' my fur on the balcony when things really started cooking down 'round the bay water...big-time motorcade came roaring down that busy boulevard. Let me tell you that it involved no less than 20 motorcycles, 20 vans and various random vehicles. Oh, they had the street all to themselves as afore-mentioned fuzz held all traffic off that partik by-way. Yep, McCain and his posse rode into Tampa and hit the convention center.  So, there you have it. My big political newsflash. Except, I did get some substantial attention while out on my walk with Mool and Gaz...from the McCain peeps hangin' out on our corner (remember I told you they have offices in our building) selling tees for their big rally across the drawbridge. I had better get the same attention from the Obama camp when they roll on into my town. Hope these guys and gals understand just how politically powerful we pups are. Just sayin'.

•  Now, on to really fun stuff. But, first I have to fall on my sword and let you all know that those fun-lovin' labs WAY across the Gulf sent me a pix of their new digs...DAYS ago and I was remiss in checking for them. Man, I must stop spending so much time in front of the mirror, begging for treats and lounging in the sun and more time on the computer, huh? Sorry, guys. BTW, will there be room at that posh palace for the Diva-Dog when she hits town? I mean I don't want to be rude and invite myself, but, then again...why not? I'll bring the treats and loads of gossip for your ears only. Deal? We'll shake on it.

BELOW IS THE WORD FROM THOSE LOVABLE LABS (their "mom" if you MUST be all technical on me)...

"Cal, Dixie, and Duke would like to have the following two pictures submitted on their behalf...some excuse about having webbed paws is keeping them from being able to type...whatever!"

"One pic is of the Lab's at Casa de Barnes (also know as the sweet dogs that let Trapper and I live with them).  The other is of the new "Lab Lounge" that was constructed for them.  The old one was built for Cal and Dixie, and Duke didn't have sufficient space to hang with his buds, so we made them a brand new, customized dog house, complete with insulation and roofing shingles!  It's quite obvious who rules the roost at this house!"

Yes, there you have it, straight from the hounds-mouth (kinda).  Now, all you rowdy-ones try not to be too jealous and just enjoy the photo of that luxurious Canine-Casa, and the three fortunate mutts who prop their paws there. Thanks for sharing kids, but I've gotta go now and check MY paws for webbing.