CRAZY NIGHTS AND CRYING CATS
Woof, Kids!
We walk a few blocks from our condo building and where do we stop? Here...where I sit, by, yet, ANOTHER great fountain (look WAY in the background, just over my ear and you can see that beautiful church with the Spanish style steeple sitting in the glow of the sunset)...smack in front of a cool building housing two lovely restaurants...Morton's AND Phillips Point. What does this mean for the Diva-Dog? Absolutely nothing, except for sniffing the air...which is heavy with the scent of steaks and chicken smokin' on a grill.
For my peeps? Good food, drink and fun. Yep, Gaz and Moolie ditch my fluffy self when they head inside. You have to admit that I look kind of cute handing on the fringe of the fun, don't ya think?
Now, if I were a truly smart mutt, I would try meowing in that special demanding way felines seem to have mastered. The Scientific Something-Or-Other, whatever/whatever recorded kitties purring their hearts out for food and love. Mutts and pups these Einstein-type-geniuses did all this studying and recording and on and on and on to discover cats meow one way to their peeps when they are demanding food (it is an annoying sort of purr) and a different one when they just want to play (less annoying purr). All depends on what the cool-kitties are trying to tell ya.
Note to Scientists...don't bother doing a study about dogs and how we bark. We bark if we want food, we bark at other dogs, we bark to go outside. Bottom line? We bark. Record away, but it is all pretty much the same. Just feed us, love us, play with us and take us outside (even if we can't have dinner with you at Morton's)...we're good and we won't need to bark and you won't need to try to figure us out. Simple. Uncomplicated, that's us DAWGS.
Oh, kids? Bark at me, I will know what you mean!!
PS-The Bainbridges novel...Chapter Six and Seven...fresh off the press and on the Web (that does not even make sense, but who cares?) ...pad your paws on OV-AH there and read 'em...the plot thickens...http://www.gazmooliegallery.com.
We walk a few blocks from our condo building and where do we stop? Here...where I sit, by, yet, ANOTHER great fountain (look WAY in the background, just over my ear and you can see that beautiful church with the Spanish style steeple sitting in the glow of the sunset)...smack in front of a cool building housing two lovely restaurants...Morton's AND Phillips Point. What does this mean for the Diva-Dog? Absolutely nothing, except for sniffing the air...which is heavy with the scent of steaks and chicken smokin' on a grill.
For my peeps? Good food, drink and fun. Yep, Gaz and Moolie ditch my fluffy self when they head inside. You have to admit that I look kind of cute handing on the fringe of the fun, don't ya think?
Now, if I were a truly smart mutt, I would try meowing in that special demanding way felines seem to have mastered. The Scientific Something-Or-Other, whatever/whatever recorded kitties purring their hearts out for food and love. Mutts and pups these Einstein-type-geniuses did all this studying and recording and on and on and on to discover cats meow one way to their peeps when they are demanding food (it is an annoying sort of purr) and a different one when they just want to play (less annoying purr). All depends on what the cool-kitties are trying to tell ya.
Note to Scientists...don't bother doing a study about dogs and how we bark. We bark if we want food, we bark at other dogs, we bark to go outside. Bottom line? We bark. Record away, but it is all pretty much the same. Just feed us, love us, play with us and take us outside (even if we can't have dinner with you at Morton's)...we're good and we won't need to bark and you won't need to try to figure us out. Simple. Uncomplicated, that's us DAWGS.
Oh, kids? Bark at me, I will know what you mean!!
PS-The Bainbridges novel...Chapter Six and Seven...fresh off the press and on the Web (that does not even make sense, but who cares?) ...pad your paws on OV-AH there and read 'em...the plot thickens...http://www.gazmooliegallery.com.
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