In The Early Morning Sun With A Future Barrister

Woof, Kids!

Wow, I have to tell you that I've been away from the old blogging scene for a few days and I've missed hearing from you hounds.

Yeah, it's been hectic in my dog life. It's sometimes HARD being The Diva. I know YOU pups understand.

So, we had Brandon and Brittany visit us and it was super fab. Yep, I miss 'em. They have those cute kitties, but I KNOW they secretly wish they had a mutt like me. Wait, what if I'm all wrong about that? Nah, not even possible. Is it? Oh, I can't think about that now. Brandon got the WORD from Miami U that he's a-okay to come on down and join their School of Law. So, those kitties will be saying HELLO, Miami, next fall.

Mutts, the Mool and I had the misfortune to ride the el with the RUDEST guy the other day. Mool is pretty sure he is one of those guys who thinks women should be seen and not heard and dogs should be dinner. Not only was he arrogant and rude in manner...he devoured an apple right there on the elevator...huge, LOUD, spritzy...apple. I swear, I thought Moolie was either going to punch him in the face or stop the elevator and climb out the top. I was kinda hoping for the face punching, but knowing that Moolie is a non-violent person...knew that possibility was remote.  Yeah, when the doors FINALLY opened, we bolted, and I mean bolted, for the door to the building. The arrogant A was right on our heels and we were practically running. If you read other blogs you will be very familiar with a certain word that is used, frequently, to describe horrible people. Un-huh, it starts with a D. What a D-----! Well, that's him. UGH!!!!! Oh, if you aren't familiar with that partik D word...bark at me.

Very happy to say that when I ride the elevator with most people 'round here, especially Selleck and Apollo...it's funner. You heard me...funner. Got a problem with that word? Okay, then.

Good to have that future Barrister thing in the family and my back pocket...can you sue someone for unacceptable social behavior while trapped with them on an elevator? Okay, gotta go start checking into that possibility...AND, how to get some actual back pockets.