Look what the cat dragged in…tried on the mink schmatta and looked like my bubbe. I’ll stick with my hair coat thank you very much.
Note to PETA, I’m available as a spokesman…I’ll work for bupkes!
Oy Gevelt—where the H*#! are my presents? I may have been naughtly once or twice but jeeze!
Gobble, Gobble!!!
I’m off to my cuz’s for the big day…there had better be a setting for me at that table!
A-Rod is the Man, yummy!
What does she (that other blonde) have that I don’t? …hmmmm, maybe steroids.
Yea Yankees!!!
For some inexplicable reason Mom took me to get my teeth cleaned today, instead of going to the Yankees parade.
I tried my best to get out of it and be there but didn’t happen. Sure hope the DVR is on. I sooo love a ticker tape parade. I get chills just thinking about it!
My pal Tate lounging in his new bedroom reminiscing
about the “thing” he had with Warren in the 60’s.
(page 75…has all the details)
‘This Is It’ Alright!
Mom went to the big MJ premiere — the hottest ticket in town last night. That’s right—tons of celebs, red carpets, paparazzi, adoring fans… and where was I?
The Big One OHhHHH!
Where the heck did all these candles come from?
By the way in case you weren’t aware, 10 is the new 2 (in dog years).
It’s my birthday tomorrow…not that I care but I’m registered at Tiffany’s, Bisquits & Bath, Karen’s, Calling All Pets, Barney’s, Le Chien and Petco (for all you cheapskates).
I’ve been trying on costumes all day long…thank god this Halloween thing only comes around once a year!
The Roxie Wag 