Just a Quickie...
But not like that. All is well in the Finnegan kingdom. My cupcakes were awesome except MY DADDY STOLE A WHOLE BUNCH AND ATE THEM! My mommy is the best baker for dogs. Ever. No question. Don't even try to dispute it because you are just WRONG. Don't make me get nasty. It ain't pretty. Just ask the naughty naughty boxer next door.
Mommy promised to make more cupcakes but she said I needed a break from them because I ate so many. She said too many carbs aren't good for my girlish figure. I tried to remind her that I'm not a girl but she wouldn't listen.
Let's see, what else. Nope, not much. I supervised Mommy while she planted the vegetable garden. It started to get too hot in the sun so I observed from beneath a nice shady tree. No need to exhaust myself. She planted something called heirloom tomatoes. I told her that sounded gross because I wouldn't want to eat really old tomatoes because they might smell like poo and I am not so much into poo. I know some of dogs are but not me.
That just made me think of Nanook and google searches. Hopefully no one will find my website by looking for obsession with poo. We are not scatologically oriented at this blog! Nope, none of that here!
By the way Fleas Gang, my Mommy did go to the University of South Carolina for grad school.
Thank you Cubby and everyone who donated to We Are the Cure in memory of my friend, Breeze.
Oh that note, must go back to my nap.