Woof, Kids!


Hey, I've already wished you a happy new year...blah, blah, blah. Okay, let's not be redundant, okay? Okay. I know, I know, I can't stop myself though.

So, hope you mutts and pups howled and prowled the night away on New Year's Eve. Me?  I hung out and chilled. Yep, just saw it in on the DL. Truth? Gaz and Moolie left me high-and-dry in my "apartment" and did who knows what. Well, I do know a teeny bit about their glammed-out evening...they met a couple of Iowa football fans in town for that bowl game. Bowl game? Sounds like something I play when I want my food dish filled with fresh cuisine. Hounds, I plan on sharing some of the dawg stories these two shared with my peeps. Think you will enjoy. Later on that though.

Before the "ball dropped" on midnight, Gaz and Moolie glided on in and we hit up the balcony with champagne and blasting fireworks over the Bay. Fabulous, you say? Absolutely. Um, yes, I did actually hide during that part of the evening,  if you must know. I vote for silent fireworks and I think most hounds will agree on that point. By the time I made it back outside, the bubbly was depleted. Bummer.

Next day, blackeyed peas were in order and I was generously given one. Seriously, one? What the heck? If you even have to ask about the custom of serving those luscious peas on the dawn of a new year, you don't need to know.

This new year the Diva Dog has already encountered some new canines here and there. Some hot, some really not. Ran nose to nose with a new hound in the building. Kids, I haven't seen this randy one before, could be a visitor, but don't think so. Oh, name is Sasha or something along those lines. I got bored pretty fast and pulled Moolie right on out the door as I had more important biz on my agenda. Later, it was those giant Goldens...giving me the side-eye and sort of snubbing me. They're seniors compared to the Diva, so it's to be expected.  Who knows though...maybe they think they're bigger 'n better than me. They're kinda correct about the first part. Size is subjective, right? I'm large in spirit. Hey, I'm not wasting anymore of my time worrying about 'em. Nope, I'm much too cheery to be bothered.

Now, much more my type and right up my alley were four fantastically cute Shih Tzu fluffs we bumped into while strutting 'round the park on Sunday morning. After we had breakfast, al fresco, we did some may-jah park strolling and sniffing (well, I did the sniffing, 'kay) and much to my delight four  of these bouncy and adorable K-9-Zoo's hopped and skidded all 'round me and it was the best. Although I was outnumbered, it was super fun to see these kids and find out they were a family of mom-dog, dad-dog and their two kid-dogs. We invited them to send snaps to the Diva blog and we hope they will...you will love how cute they look. Oh, their peeps were lovely.

I had to say a very, very sad good-bye to my bestest girlfriend in the building...Maria, the friendliest and sweetest in the world. She's gone from her building duties and that's too bad. Sniff (and I mean that).

The building has been kinda busy with all the holiday stuff and let me give you the scoop. The "building patrol"  instructed  residents to place "live" Christmas trees on the sidewalk across the street for disposal. Perfect for me as I run over and sniff those dead trees like they're not about to be flowerbed chips. Just hope everyone obeys and places those prickly trees in the exact required spot.  Must follow the rules or you will face severe consequences...yep, like Big Brother, we hear they sit in a little room and watch "all things building" on a little monitor. Smile, kids...you are on camera...wait, why don't we all just wave, sing and dance while we wait and then ride the el. I mean it could lead to some sort of career opportunity and besides it must get pretty boring for the patrolers, just sitting in some crummy office watching boring people standing and walking around. I say, let's kick it up a notch and rock the dog outta that lobby scene. Yeah...Rock On You Dawgs!!!

Gotta go and fluff my fur for the camera and then make a mad dash for those piney-type trees across the street. Bark at me!!