SPRING AND A TIGER IN THE HOUSE
Woof, Kids!
Rainy, still. It's good though as Moolie is clicking away on her screenplay. Yeah, she figures if Cameron Crowe and Alexander Payne can do it...how hard can it be. Hm. That will get you barking, huh? Oh, don't even ask me what it is about...she's not sayin'.
Oh, there's a Tiger in the house...well, not THIS partik house, just the stuffed one you see above. Rumor has it that Tiger, yes that one, will soon be swinging his clubs in The Palm Beaches. We plan to just hang outside Publix (that's a grocery store) for sightings. Kids, I just KNOW that the Tiger does all the shopping for pet food (he MUST have a mutt) and the Diva-Dog MUST know what he buys. Got to keep Gaz and Moolie up on all the latest doggie-must-haves.
Mutts, how about this first day of Spring biz? Looks like any other day to me. You must remember that this Cavi-girl was born in the Sunshine State and you KNOW what that means. Fun in the sun!!
Yep, it's the Sunshine, Orange Juice and Hurricane state and believe me, we hear about that last one a lot. Man, it's a bitch when you live in a hurricane state. People are always yappin' about 'em. We yawn, listening, but thinking that there is something potentially problematic no matter where you hang your leash. Hurricanes, floods, tornadoes, mudslides, blizzards...you know, nature and everything that implies.
Um, when you dig up Utopia...give us a bark and we'll meet you there...otherwise...we'll just keep padding our paws 'round here, using SPF 70.
Gotta hit the send button, Moolie needs to continue work on her lame screenplay. Kids, be careful...you could see yourself in it and with all the crap being splashed up on stage and screen...her crap could have a shot. Could. It's possible. Hm......
Have a howlin' weekend.
Bark at me!!
Good Morning, Diva. All your celeb talk makes my head whirl. So many celebs and so little time.
Your Moolie is writing a screenplay and my Mommy is writing a fiction novel. Are we lucky or what? I just wonder what the Queen of Crowley is writing?
Well, I had an escapade with a furry tailed critter. I was chasing him/her (don't know which) and just as he/she took a leap for a pecan tree, I caught it's ( that's simpler) tail. The only thing that happened was, I broke it's tail. Now when I see squirrels, I look for 5 inches of broken tail. Mommy calls it Floppsy because that is exactly what it's tail does.
Hope your weekend has been fab.
High paws and tail wags to you. Bitsy
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Well, it is just talk, talk, talk...huh? Yeah, the Diva just loves to chat.
Chat and write and read, well, you know.
Now, you must get your Mommy to share your book with us, at least a synopsis anyway. Fun.
Bits, you have such amazing adventures...running out gates, chasing furry creatures...kid, you the DAWG...keep up the good work!!
High paw back at ya.
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