October 22, 2016

It’s my birthday today!!!  I’m a million gazillion in doggy years…
don’t I look maaaahvelous!

August 18, 2016


Hey, who left me in when it’s the dogs’ day of summer!


July 1, 2016


Grilled Steak! Score!!!

February 14, 2016


February 3, 2016


Luv! the pot roast….but did you have to put the noodles in there?

January 3, 2015

“The Interview”

January 15, 2013


Rats! Forgot my password again…hate it when that happens.

December 24, 2011

Oy Gevalt…I think I’ve been re-gifted!

December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas!

Oh Geeez that was a schlep…so where are the cookies?

February 1, 2010

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!

May 20, 2009

It’s My Way or the Highway

I’ve got a mind of my own. If I don’t feel like going for a walk
or to the nail salon for the umpteenth time, I’ve got sure-fire
tactics to ‘get what I want, when I want it!’

I make a scene – a really big fuss.

I do so loudly, and in public, preferably with women,
and children around.

I stop short, dig in my heels and don’t budge,
and top it off with the best (Oscar worthy)
fake coughing, choking and gagging in the business.

Point made, I put on my widest, toothiest smile
and sashay away whistling ‘I did it my way.’

May 18, 2009

Sheer Madness


Mom caved. The whole ‘cut back’ plan just wasn’t working for us, so I’m styling again! My regular hair stylist wasn’t there (don’t you hate when that happens?) Went home, looked in the mirror and I was a schnauzer – mutton chops and all! I just died. Went right back for a redo.

May 16, 2009

Separated at Birth


I can’t believe how much I look like Jane Fonda’s Tulea.
Only I don’t do bows, I do balls.

May 12, 2009

She said ‘we’ had to cut back


She said ‘we’ had to cut back, and it’s come to this.
A sink and a raggedy sponge.
Since when did ‘we’ mean just me? I’ve seen her new haircut,
and between us, there’s no way she cut it herself.

May 7, 2009

Way too Green for Me

Scooper Scofflaws!! They are everywhere lately, and from the looks of it, (I can tell by the size of the business deals I see) that it’s mostly the big guys, the BMOCs, the Alphas, the TypeAs who are the worst offenders. Do they think they are doing the right thing by the environment by just leaving it where it drops? I say enough, let’s get some stimulus dollars to double… no, triple the size of the NYC Scooper Pooper Police force and build more doggie parks for us little guys and girls!

Woof’s Up

April 30, 2009

Is this how I’m supposed to wear it?
I’m doggone scared of that swine flu!!!


Woof’s Up

April 30, 2009

No Pets Allowed

What is that about? The places that display this sign obviously don’t know what a foodie I am! Nor the lengths to which I will go to for ‘people’ food. First of all, let’s get this straight. I don’t do DOG FOOD. I eat take-out gourmet chicken, (unfortunately with some dreadful prescription dog food that my Mom insists on mixing with the chicken.) So its neccessary for me to supplement my meals every way I can — sometimes it ain’t pretty, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

Most of my kind find hanging out at peoples’ feet at the dinner table, hoping for droppings, satisfactory. Not me. Big dinner parties are my favorite milieu. Someone always gets up — and when they do I put on my cutest face, grab something from their plate and I’m off. Half the time no one even catches me.

I do my best work with Hors D’oeuvres on a low cocktail table – although I was caught last summer standing on the table with 2 empty dip dishes licked dry and cracker pieces hanging from my moustache. That same week, while we were walking around a Flea Market, a fellow walking in front of us was dangling his hot dog a little low. I just couldn’t help grabbing and gobbling it up. Mmmm, mmm, love those dogs!

April 10, 2009

Handling Celebrity. Bo is in the House.

The First Doggy Bo. Been there and done that. I’ve been a celeb from the day I was born and to be honest, you either have it or you don’t. I can tell that Bo will do just fine in the spotlight, he’s got that certain something that can’t be learned or inherited.