GROWLING CONDO GROWLS, WALKING THE WALK AND A STRANGER TALKS THE TALK
Woof, Kids!
Moolie took some static about that snap she posted of the Diva-Dog hanging by the laptop with that Mini-Kong. Natch, she ran right out and grabbed a teeny-tiny monkey for my viewing and chewing pleasure.
Man, that thing WAS really fun and I tossed it around like a maniac. I say WAS fun as Gaz and I managed to rip it to shreds before the weekend was DUNZO. Too bad. Moolie said there were no more at the old dog-toy-market-place.
Kids, I have to fess up that the photo I used a few blogs ago was, in fact, the sweetest and coolest birthday card sent to Gaz from our sweetie-sweet, Brittany (future family member). Anyhoo, here's a high-paw to Brit for supplying such a cool card...yeah, we ripped it off and didn't give her cred. So, now we have. Oh, it was the limo one.
Kids, I have to fess up that the photo I used a few blogs ago was, in fact, the sweetest and coolest birthday card sent to Gaz from our sweetie-sweet, Brittany (future family member). Anyhoo, here's a high-paw to Brit for supplying such a cool card...yeah, we ripped it off and didn't give her cred. So, now we have. Oh, it was the limo one.
Weekend Condo Growls:
- Trash Chute, tenth-floor...south wing, out all day on Sunday. Happens way too frequently and it is SO annoying. Had us howling.
- The fur on our backs is getting "up" as we are scared from dodging cars coming into the parking garage entrance going the wrong way. Thus far, the thing is one-way, but ignored by...you know, those lofty and above us all types...the ones who totally ignore the rules, 'cause they apply to ordinary folk, not the la-de-da ones. Well, let's just hope there are no lawsuits when a major accident with some pedestrian, dog or car results. The building keeps yapping about making it two-way, so they need to get on with that scenario before it gets ugly...street-wise. Just sayin'.
- That's my growling growls for Monday.
This weekend was another busy one 'round the old condo.
We hit up Petco for Dog Whisperer chow and it was full of KIDS! Human type. Yikes. Couldn't get out of that place fast enough. Grabbed the goodies and ran. Didn't even feel inclined to linger over the dog treats bar area. Bummer.
Mutts, I will admit to you that I'm relieved as can be to see Monday. My two peeps hauled my papered paws all OV-AH West Palm this weekend. We walked hither and yon and hither again. You know where hither and yon is located, right?
Always nice to amble on over to Publix (grocery store). Moolie and I hung outside while Gaz dashed in to grab a few items. It was pretty awesome as a random stranger sidled on up to us and told us his life story. Yeah, even gave us some job pointers. If you want work, go to NYC as there is, evidently, lots of construction work goin' on. Thanks, Adrian (his name), we will take it under advisement.
Saturday evening I was unceremoniously ditched while the GM (I get tired of tapping out Gaz and Moolie all the time), hit up a play at a place called the Curillo Centre For The Arts. Residents of our building got a "super" deal on tickets and off they went to see something called, "A Love Lost Life". Yeah, all about Marlon Brando, blah, blah, blah. They took their sweet time strolling on back home...all along Flagler...gazing at the great sky...watery-water, yada-yada.
Late, late evening found us out on our own balcony having a night-cap (well, they had a night-cap...I had a yogurt treat) and looking at night-time things all around.
It was pretty lovely with the lights and all, but some lame-brain types hanging on their balcony in the other tower across Lakeview, made the Diva growl (well, I WANTED to growl, but my two get so touchy when I attempt to do that). Anyhoo, even from across the windy street they were obnoxious with their swagger. We left it to them, trying to be cool, but they went inside as soon as we closed our door...no fun to be pseudo-cool if you have no audience, huh?
Hope your weekend was equally awesome.
Bark at me!
Hey Diva. Well, it's situation norman.
The few mess things up for the many.
Trash no work, dweebs no cool, wrong way la-de-dah drivers, man,what a wonderful weekend.
Sometimes it's best to just stay in but that gets boring.
I had my peeps all weekend and Uncle Darold, as well. But come Monday, it's a different story. I get left alone(well, with nana, same thing). Mommy and Daddy were gone half the day. It had better have been important, I can tell you that. If they were out having fun, boy, are they in trouble.
Is it raining in WPB? Mommy said Florida is getting what we had last week.
High paws and nubbin' wags to you. Bitsy
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