Woof, Kids!

Top 'O The Monday Morning!

Hope you hounds are not too exhausted from all your crazy weekend shenanigans. The Diva-Dog? I don't bark and tell...well, except on other mutts and pups, please.

Honestly, around our doghouse we just did walks and had talks and cooking and junk like that. Had to zip over to the ocean last night, as you can see from below. What is it with these two? They think they have to put the top down on the jalopy, putt-putt over and stare at the water every single Sunday evening. For the love of Benji, Okay, I do like to walk around and sniff the glorious sidewalks of all things, Palm Beach. Awesome!
Now, keep this one under your faux-diamond studded collar, okay? Gaz, while gliding us past all those chic and elegant shops on Worth, looked over at Moolie and says...he forgot his wallet. Um, isn't that the OLDEST trick in the book? I think so. Older than teaching a dog to sit and shake.

Needless to say, Moolie never has her wallet in sight and even if she did, those two limp one dollar bills she keeps stashed behind some expired Macy's coupons are quite useless over on The Island. The Island and Macy's? That's rich. Then again, maybe not so rich.

Ah, no matter, it was time for us to get back to the dog-hood on the wrong side of the intra-coastal...and we did.

Understand, the weekend wasn't a total bore, as I did especially enjoy getting my sniff on all over the lobby, particularly when a certain, well, let's just call her, J, is on duty. She is pretty cool and one of our faves. Actually, we only have about two faves in all things building management, staff and whatever and she is half of that duo. So, I got to see her and strut my fluffy fur, and try to prance my paws behind that snazzy desk thing where she stays all busy.

Gaz and Moolie just won't tolerate any of those antics, so I get my leash yanked and have to sit in front of that huge work station. Kids, I don't mean to be harsh about the management, okay, I do...but, they would prolly fine our A's if the Diva did manage to click my clipped claws behind that massive counter/desk thingy. Yep, they are big on slapping fines on peeps for this and that infraction, and, sometimes it is necessary, especially for overly rowdy behavior or going the wrong way in a one-way garage entrance. Wait, they let that dangerous garage driving the wrong way action go un-fined. Right. Unleashed mutts and pups? Bam! Fined!!! Well,  I am still telling you this...they continue to speak happy dog talk and say the building is "dog-friendly"...uh-huh, uh-huh...right!! Woof that.

Bark at me!