Tip of the Day

If you have naturally curly hair...don't go to sleep with it wet and doused with Moroccan Oil curling cream. You'll wake up look like Medusa. I had to pull it back because of all the "pin curls" that developed during my journey into dreamland. Lovely.

I almost thought to take a picture. And next time I will. But I'm still new to this whole blog-put-your-whole-life-out-on-the-Internet thing, so maybe next time.

Doggy Diary - The Final Countdown

Okay. So I've been told that these are my last few hours with my new mommy. And I am worried. Who, pretell, is going to get me next? What is going on? Why do I feel like my world has been turned upside down?

I've just gotten used to climbing the stairs, going to the beach every day and sleeping on nice cold tile...and now you're telling me it's time to go?

I don't like it. But I'm a dog from the streets. Well, not really, but I've been to the pound. I know how this story ends.

Where was I? Oh yeah, my new mommy took me to the people park today. We walked and walked and walked...trying hard to stay ahead of a gang of moms with strollers. Gross. Take those things somewhere else please. And you need to be running around this park, not walking. If you get my drift. Okay?

My apologies for the 'tude. I'm a little tense right now...knowing that I'll have to move again tomorrow. But I had a good time anyways...and my new mommy let me drink out of the water fountain. C'est la vie.

I'm sure the health department loves to see this kind of thing. My mommy thought the fountain was "broken" so it was okay. I licked it quickly so no one would see us.