Woof, Kids!

As they say, a pix is worth a thousand words.  Need I say more? Of course, just not a thousand. But then you never know about this hound when I start clicking the keys!

Whew, what a weekend here in West Palm Beach. It was hop in the car, hop out of )the car, in...out...on and on it went. Mutts, I'm telling you that Gaz and Moolie are, seriously, cutting into my nap and walk time. Yep, I'm not so sure about all this WPB shizz. Okay, you have some pretty stuff here and there and it IS the Atlantic side of all things Florida.  Pups, you can count (you can count, right?) on me to give you all the DOGGY-BAG-SCOOP that I can dig up on West Palm Beach shenanigans. Uh-huh.

Listen, I haven't see my Boxer Buds in forever. Where the heck are they? Did I offend them in some way? Do they have a new Cavi BDF (best dog friend)? I'm puzzled, but I do have tons of new ground to sniff and it's...hm, not bad. I'm not rushing to say FAB, just yet.

Kids, as you can see from that snap above, the Diva Dog has been one  POOPED CANINE these past few weeks and I'm STILL trying to find our white sofa to catch some zzz's. Where in the world is that thing? Any-hoo, Gaz had to hold me and let me rest those exhausted dawgs and give them some air. Ah, he's the best dog-holder in the world. Um, hope he's okay that I cropped his stylin' self right on outta the photo. Tee-shirt? In a Diva blog? He had to be kidding wearing that thing. What? We live in a streetcar named...what was that called? Well, he's no Stanley K. and they didn't even DESIRE to have a dog in that movie/play.

Hey, I did catch a glimpse of two rowdy K-9's inside some random building yesterday. We were all straining our leashes and clicking our nails on tile at each other. It was pretty cool, but brief, just like this post.

Ta-ta, you crazy kids.

Bark at me!!