Anti-Gravity Paws III

Don’t get me wrong, I love being a Dog.

Still, I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to come equipped with Anti-Gravity, Magnetic, Propulsion Paws like the Meowies.

–Stella

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Forgiveness

So you want to buy my forgiveness, Humama, after inexplicably, inexcusably and unauthorizidely abandoning me for a WHOLE weekend?!

I won’t say “no” to a lap cuddle, but don’t think you’re forgiven.

Twice my daily food ration? Nice, but don’t assume that I accept your apology.

What’s that? You are putting me on a D-I-E-T?!

Oh no…

–Orzo, Guest Contributor

In Honor of Anthony

Our Humans have been melancholy since the death of Anthony Bourdain.

Human Daddy decided to make a special brunch in his honor.

There were potatoes sauteed with red peppers…

…fresh tomatoes topped with cilantro, French baguette with Himalayan salt and olive oil, sauteed cod fish with red onion and tomatoes, and soft boiled eggs.

As French music played in the background, Human Daddy danced with my lady Stella.

It was a delicious, memorable meal.

Now, you’ll have to excuse us…

We Dog Dishwashers need to be ready to lick the plates clean.

This is a professional kitchen, after all.

–Cosmo, Stella and Xena

T-bone Steak

So I had a properly sized Dog Bed until my beloved daughter Xena told me she needed to stretch out, much more than she could in her extra-small Puppy Bed.

Of course, I gave her my bed. How could I not? Have you ever seen anything cuter than Xena?

Still, I hear Father’s Day is coming up.

I hope little Xena thinks to get me a T-bone Steak, or a pack of bully sticks, or at least a card that we can turn into confetti together.

–Cosmo