Being A Gossip-Girl Is Exhausting!!

Woof, Kids!

Well, well, well...here we are, again...another Mah-vel-ous Monday and the weekend is so OV-AH! Insert grumble, mumble and growl.

Palm Beach had some sort of dog parade and we missed it. Was it good? Was it great? Was it lame? Who knows? Not the Diva-Dog.  Maybe Gloria Estefan....heard that songstress was hangin' out in that neck-o-the-woods this weekend. Honestly, what would Cesar M. think of these dog shenanigans? Is it frivolous or fun? Rewarding or ridiculous? I really can not say...so, I'm just going to grab some bon-bons, er treats, and just ponder that sitch. Yep, I'll just plop my paws on some fluffy cushion 'round here and try to imagine padding my manicured paws all 'round The Palm Beaches. Wait, I sort of do that now, I just don't have an audience. Sigh.

Space Shuttle launched on Sunday night and it was AMAZING to watch from the Pool Deck of our condo building. It was awesome and terrifying all wrapped into one. Who knew you could catch more than a glimpse of that electrifying sight all the way from The P. B.'s (The Palm Beaches, okay).

There was a la-de-da par-tay held on the rooftop of the building on Friday night. Man, oh, man...valet drivers were swirling, staff was twirling and it was all in the name of charity. I say, charity starts at home...right here in the condo...giving the Diva-Dog yummy treats and tummy rubs. Nah, charity events are needed, now more than EV-AH. Gaz and Moolie know this, for certain, as they have spent many, many hours involved with various charity events. It's all good. Yeah, underneath all this shallow-talk, is a heart-o-gold....yeah, really...no, really.

Kids, I keep hearing that it is "high season" this, and "high season" that, all along this Sunny Peninsula. I'm thinking "high" is right. High and mighty, high and silly, high and funny...well, just high sometimes. Mostly, it seems The Palm Beaches are kind of sleepy...sleepy with random acts of dumb and high-spiritedness. Now, the Diva prefers...random acts of kindness. You heard me. What? You think it is ALL about me? Mostly, yes...not, ENTIRELY.

Gotta go, Monday is Monday all day long and I must get to it. You think it's easy to gather gossip tidbits? Please.

Bark at me!!