NIGHT AND DAY, THE DIVA IS THE ONE
Woof, Kids!
No matter, if it's daytime coffee or tea on the terrace or nighttime cocktails on the terrace...the Diva-Dog is all up in it, you hounds. Oh, yeah. Well, not totally up in it...I mean I don't really get to sample any of that stuff, but I get to look at it, okay?
I know you kids realize that the "high-season" is about to kick into gear in this neck-of-the-palm-trees. Oh, my!! So, here we sit...practicing being super discreet while keeping our expressive eyes peeled for major and minor celebrities. Yep, we know how it's done. Heck, we even know how to be discreet in the "low-season".
Not being discreet while high in the air? Those weird pilots. Crazy stuff, huh? Do you mutts think they (you know the ones I'm talking 'bout) were working on their computers when they zipped right on past Minneapolis where the Murph hangs his leash? Uh-huh! We don't think so either. Zzzzzzzz! Wouldn't want to fly on a plane with those two nit-wits at the controls. If they were that preoccupied...they need to go work in retail. They would fit in perfectly. Too busy talking to each other to worry about customer service. Well, guess it's not THAT big of a deal...you know, over-shooting the proper city by 150 miles. Nah. Now, 1,500 miles...THAT's a big deal. Keep talking guys...we aren't buying your story! Just sayin'.
Gotta go practice being discreet, you mutts and pups. We are so discreet we opted out of all social networking for the time being. So, see ya 'round the blog and that's about it until we stop being all discreet and stuff!!
Bark at me!
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No matter, if it's daytime coffee or tea on the terrace or nighttime cocktails on the terrace...the Diva-Dog is all up in it, you hounds. Oh, yeah. Well, not totally up in it...I mean I don't really get to sample any of that stuff, but I get to look at it, okay?
I know you kids realize that the "high-season" is about to kick into gear in this neck-of-the-palm-trees. Oh, my!! So, here we sit...practicing being super discreet while keeping our expressive eyes peeled for major and minor celebrities. Yep, we know how it's done. Heck, we even know how to be discreet in the "low-season".
Not being discreet while high in the air? Those weird pilots. Crazy stuff, huh? Do you mutts think they (you know the ones I'm talking 'bout) were working on their computers when they zipped right on past Minneapolis where the Murph hangs his leash? Uh-huh! We don't think so either. Zzzzzzzz! Wouldn't want to fly on a plane with those two nit-wits at the controls. If they were that preoccupied...they need to go work in retail. They would fit in perfectly. Too busy talking to each other to worry about customer service. Well, guess it's not THAT big of a deal...you know, over-shooting the proper city by 150 miles. Nah. Now, 1,500 miles...THAT's a big deal. Keep talking guys...we aren't buying your story! Just sayin'.
Gotta go practice being discreet, you mutts and pups. We are so discreet we opted out of all social networking for the time being. So, see ya 'round the blog and that's about it until we stop being all discreet and stuff!!
Bark at me!
Visit http://www.gazmooliegallery.com
Good Morning Diva.
Those pilot guys...I wonder how they are on the ground, driving?? Wouldn't want to be driving close to them. Just sayin'. Too many cocktails in the cockpit, maybe. Hmmm.
You and your peeps are adorable in the snap. What did I just say? You three are always adorable. Whew! I think I need a cocktail in the cockpit, I mean puppy-pillow.
No rain today in the Lone Star State until tomorrow night. Two inches is enough for this Boston.
I love me some juicy gossip about the celebs who flock to Florida. How about the Randy Quaids who flocked to Texas after leaving w/o paying a $10k hotel tab? Not very cool.
Keep up being discreet and decute (I just made that word up). Have a wacky Wednesday.
High paws and nubbin' wags to ya. Bitsy
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Well, it's official, Diva. I have Old-timers disease. Mommy just told me it is Tuesday NOT Wednesday. See what you have to look forward to when you get almost 10 years old, don't know one day from the next.
The Very Forgetful, Bitsy
P.S. I think I need a doggie rocking chair.
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Tuesday, Wednesday...they all end in the word day, so there you go.
You are just getting ready for the weekend, a little early!!!!
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