September 16th 2008 2:32 pm
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Today while out basking in the sunshine...and avoiding the dreaded vacuum. Who seems to be moms best friend...since she is always with it. One can only assume they are fabulous friends...it even has a name Dyson!! I hear speak about Dyson on the phone with her other friends. Anyhoo so while I was outside I may have done a bit of rolling..wanted some smell good on me. I am sure you can all understand,not only that I have recent info that Abigail's boyfriend may have stepped out on her with some English harlot. So I thought it may be important to be smelling my best. Eventually mom must have walked Dyson home to his closet and she came to get me. All I know for certain is there was allot of shaking of the head..I was forced to have a forceful rub down with a towel...and then I heard her on the phone...telling dad he will be giving me a bath this very evening! Mom makes dad give me my baths because she does not like to be the bad guy. Lets face it, I am no dummy and know she is issuing the orders around here. Not only that I am pretty certain if it were up to dad..I may get a brushing once in awhile and a spray down with my pup cologne. By the way ladies I wear Tommy Holdigger...wink...wink.