LEAPIN' LIZARDS, DADDY WARBUCKS
Woof, kids!
Guess you saw the awesome digs for a certain set of Texas dawgs, huh? Well, good for them, but I'm kinda in the dog house, er, dog-condo at the moment.
I want to hear back from you kids if you think Moolie is being a little harsh with this small Diva-Dog.
Okay, it's really so simple. Um, I brought a lizard into the condo last night. Whoa, before you go rabid on me...let me assure you that it was ever so small. Tiny. Teeny.
Man, I had it going on. My peeps and I were out walking the sidewalks last night and I grabbed this little guy and just held him, ever so gently in my mouth. I, unubtrusively, hopped on the elevator, zipped down the hall and bam...here we were, Leapin' and I, inside the condo. Presto, I released him, right on the rug under the dining table...Moolie was in the kitchen and Gaz was standing by me. Chaos erupted all over that 10th floor square footage. Okay, just from Moolie, but it SEEMED like it was everywhere. Mostly, she hit the balcony and stayed there.
Fortunately, for me, Gaz understands the whole CKCS hunting mode-thing. Besides, he's the one who taught me everything I know about the hunt of tiny-'tiles. Moolie...definitely NOT. Oh, no! My tail was between my legs the entire evening as Moolie was a wreck, like I had committed some major offense against humanity.
Daddy Warbucks, er, Gaz, remained calm and just searched for the creature, knowing we'd be bound for a hotel if Leapin' Lizard wasn't found and pronto.
Took him some time, but we are currently in a lizard free zone. Man, I was planning an entire late evening romp of lizard antics. Bummer.
Tell me you agree with me and that you'd do the same thing if you were in my paws. Seriously, what's the harm of hangin' with a liz-kid?
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DOGGY-BAG-SCOOP
From Peter In Dallas - I found out last night that dogs make terrible poker players. Whenever they have a good hand, they wag their tails.
Think Moolie should make a sampler of that quot
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