VOGUE POSE IN THE PALM BEACH PARK
Woof, Kids!
Even while sashaying in the park...the spotlight finds the Diva-Dog. The Vogue pose...The Island...The Palm Beach.
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So, there I was just stretching and flexing my paws on Monday, Moolie was writing her online book thing about Anya and Lizzie and the guys and stuff, when quicker-than-quick, she snapped down the lid of her laptop and snapped me into my faux diamond and faux leather collar and leash. But, this Cavi is always ready to get sassy, so let us "hit it", as they say.
To the elevator we flew and in the lobby we were. Soon, zip-a-de-zip, Gaz pulled the jalopy up to the valet parking spot and waved us in. The valet guys? Oh, they are on to our antics and don't even bother to get up, they simply smile and wave...nice they are.
The rushing and fussing??? Lunch in a park on PB, looking at Banyan trees, yachts and parking meters that take credit cards. Well, not the particular meters we tried, they didn't seem to be on duty. Cranky and diva-ish behavior from a meter, or just taking their lunch break? Well, it is Palm Beach you know. They will work when they wish and don't push 'em! We stayed on high-alert for all things "parking patrol".
Hey, take a gander across the top of that boat and know that our condo building is among the lot of those Florida type buildings. Yeah, we sat there looking across the money, er yachts, and the Diva had visions of her yummy treats and toys, just waiting for her in one of those towers!
Oh, first we had to grab some take-out grub for our little impromptu al fresco soiree. It was a gorgeous day and we ate and the Diva frolicked and did some doody (sorry, but it is true...surprised they don't charge for that in that par-tick park).
Gaz and Moolie did more iphone snapping and I think the one above is kinda cool. Artsy. What a face, huh?
And how was your Monday?
Bark at me and don't forget to watch, Tori and Dean tonight. Just sayin'.
Even while sashaying in the park...the spotlight finds the Diva-Dog. The Vogue pose...The Island...The Palm Beach.
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So, there I was just stretching and flexing my paws on Monday, Moolie was writing her online book thing about Anya and Lizzie and the guys and stuff, when quicker-than-quick, she snapped down the lid of her laptop and snapped me into my faux diamond and faux leather collar and leash. But, this Cavi is always ready to get sassy, so let us "hit it", as they say.
To the elevator we flew and in the lobby we were. Soon, zip-a-de-zip, Gaz pulled the jalopy up to the valet parking spot and waved us in. The valet guys? Oh, they are on to our antics and don't even bother to get up, they simply smile and wave...nice they are.
The rushing and fussing??? Lunch in a park on PB, looking at Banyan trees, yachts and parking meters that take credit cards. Well, not the particular meters we tried, they didn't seem to be on duty. Cranky and diva-ish behavior from a meter, or just taking their lunch break? Well, it is Palm Beach you know. They will work when they wish and don't push 'em! We stayed on high-alert for all things "parking patrol".
Hey, take a gander across the top of that boat and know that our condo building is among the lot of those Florida type buildings. Yeah, we sat there looking across the money, er yachts, and the Diva had visions of her yummy treats and toys, just waiting for her in one of those towers!
Oh, first we had to grab some take-out grub for our little impromptu al fresco soiree. It was a gorgeous day and we ate and the Diva frolicked and did some doody (sorry, but it is true...surprised they don't charge for that in that par-tick park).
Gaz and Moolie did more iphone snapping and I think the one above is kinda cool. Artsy. What a face, huh?
And how was your Monday?
Bark at me and don't forget to watch, Tori and Dean tonight. Just sayin'.
Hey Diva. My Monday was great. Mommy had jury duty (whatever that is) so, she was a little grumpy. I went with Daddy to pick her up for lunch at Whataburger.Back to the court room for three hours on a child abuse case. Anyway, all of a sudden after a lawyer chat, the judge let all 60 jurors go home. The best part, Mommy didn't have to go back today.
You sure do have some cool adventures. I hope the wild tame mutt didn't get smooshed.
Walter Cronkite...enough said. Bless his heart.
Monster mutts in a condo, well, my buds, Call and Gus, stay in the house. That is a house full. There should be more Cavi's...Well maybe not. One in the building is enough. Of course, Diva Reggie has no competition. There is only one Diva.
Hope your Tuesday is as good as your Monday.
High paws and nubbin' wags to ya. Bitsy
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