GALLUP YOUR SOUL INTO NIGHT AND DAY IN THE PALM BEACHES

Woof, Kids!



You crazy kids are prolly thinkin' that the Diva-Dog is just hanging out, at the park, night and day looking for trouble. Cavi's have SUCH a bad-ass reputation, don't ya know!!

Nah, actually, it's more like looking for leapin' lizards, birds to chase or other mutts to befriend. Plus, Moolie just likes these snaps, and the song Night and Day, so there you have it.

So, there I sat, just being part of the local scene and culture, pouring my heart and soul into all things PB...the fabric of the community, if you will. Furry fabric.

Let me 'splain further. Did you mutts sit down with a cup of java and The Palm Beach Post this a.m.? Prolly not, as many of you are eying this blog from China, Russia, Australia and about ten other countries, including the USA (and we thank you, with all our heart and soul).

Okay, as you kids wait for your mailed copy of the newspaper, let The Diva bring you up to speed on all things "soul of the community", Palm Beach-wise. According to results from a recent Gallup poll and the local paper, it seems the physical or emotional attachment of human and beast (sounds better than man and beast, as we refuse to be sexist in any shape, form or fashion 'round our doghouse) to this area found...apparently, there isn't much attachment. 

Bark it up to the locale and the number of part-time residents, blah, blah, blah. Whatever. Hm, there are TONS of full-time residents. Tons. Again, whatever.

My theory? How truly deep of a soul-search is possible when you query only 400 folks? They didn't ask us what we thought. Our souls are deeply PB. Oh, yeah.

Another thing? When local full-time pups assume everyone they do biz with is a non-local and part-time pup...it's doesn't build any customer loyalty or bonding. In other words, merchants of all sorts, retail stores, restaurants, person-on-the-street...should assume everyone lives, full-time, in The Palm Beaches. Couldn't hurt and could, possibly, prove beneficial. Just sayin'.

Now, let's zip from land to sea and talk about a load of new coral just discovered in the Palm Beach area of The Atlantic. Hold on I need to gaze out at it for a second. Okay, will have to take their word, can only see gorgeous blue, boats and The Breakers, etc. Word is they found this stuff out there, close by, and now are making all sorts of effort to protect it. The Diva says good luck with all that because does anyone really care about that sort of thing these days? We wonder and hope so, but if someone, somewhere can't make a quick buck on it...who knows? Seems "green" and being friendly to the planet is just a lot of talk, mostly.

Kids, dumb polls aside...whether it's NIGHT AND DAY or DAY AND NIGHT...we think there is an amazing amount of soul right here in The Palm Beaches...well, at least here on the 17th floor.

Now, gallop your paws into your weekend, with all YOUR heart 'n soul. The Diva? I'm thinking of making up a poll/survey for the other hounds in the building. You know what I'm talkin' about. Are you pampered enough? Do you like your treats? Do you like sitting when you get on the elevator? My little survey is gonna rock this town, well, this building...okay, this condo...and I'm quite doubtful about that!!

Bark at me!!

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  • 10/2/2009 11:27 AM Bitsy wrote:
    Good Friday Morning Diva.
    My peeps got back from Oklahoma yesterday. I was all excited, natch, but so was Mommy and Daddy. Now I get to play catch-up with all things Diva.

    A tax on dogs??? I don't know. I know I tax nana's nerves but she doesn't have to pay for that. Isn't a city registration enough?

    Humans who aren't canine/feline (notice canine first) friendly prolly need some kinda treatment. You know, like a couch with a goateed man sitting there going..."Hmmmm how does that make you feel?" Oh well, some humans simply do not know what they are missing in life.
    Who takes these polls anyway? Who cares anyway? My peeps love me, yours love you but no one asked our opinion.

    Weed whackers take heed, when a mutt is into his/her biz, butt out. The weeds can wait, mutts can't.

    You and Moolie are so adorable. Whoever takes you snaps always gets your good side because you have no bad side.

    Have a marvy weekend. I know I will 'cause it is cool and I can run without tripping over my tongue.

    High paws and nubbin' wags to ya. Bitsy
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