Get Your Kicks . . .

Hey pupses!  And kittehs and burds and bunnehs and whoever else might be readin.  Apparently I are kinda a big deal in Rush-a, seems dat da Ruskies have been readin my bloggie.  Maybe it are cuz I lived in da People's Republick of Cambridge, AKA Moscow on da Charles for a while.  I dunno.

Anyways, I promised y'all dat I'd show off da newest dress dat Finley's momma made me.  So here it are!  One side are plaid - kinda perfect for a Scottish pup like me.  Ok, I's a Texan (well originally an Oklahoman) pup, but I are a Scottish breed.
 

Dere are cute lil watty-melon buttons - I just wish it was watty-melon season.  Ya knows what I mean??

I think dis pose deserves eggstra treats, don't you?

Well, like most of my dresses, dis one are reversible.  And here are a moosical clue as to what da theme are . . .

Ok, I has been most of da places in dat song.  Not ALL of em (Chicago, St. Louis, and Joplin to name some) but most of em.  Oklahoma City, Amarillo, Gallup, Flagstaff, Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino, Lost Angulus, yup, yup, yup.  Even if it has been a few years.

So yup, I got my own Route 66 dress!!

Here are a close up - dere are even Route 66 buttons!!

Now, when are da Road Trip comin up??  Cuz I are READY now!  Okay, not for Chicago in da wintertimes, BOL BOL.  But Lost Angulus and da reprisin my role as Malibu Puppy are somefun I could handle.