Happy Mardi Gras!!!
I's not doing to great today, my legs are still botherin me a lot. Both back legs are not really workin right and somehow I managed to hurt one of my front legs - it are makin walkin pretty much impossible right now. So my momma are havin to sling me up when I goes outside to do bizness.
And she wuz doing dat dis mornin when dis guy stopped his car to ask "what are you doing wif dat dog?" Only, ok, he didn't really talk like dat, but ya gets da idea. I don't know why he thought it wuz any of his bizness, but Momma told him I wuz hurt. And he responded dat she should "do it a favor and put it out of its misery." What da woof???? She told him he should do da world a favor and kill himself, along wif some HBO words. Den he called momma a bitch and zoomed off.
Who in da world would say somefin like dat? Would ya tell an old person in a wheelchair or wif a walker dat dey should just die??? Sometimes dere are way too much of people sayin whatefur dumb thought enters dere head and not thinkin at all. We's gotten some rood comments bout my stroller and bout Finley's itchies before, but dat one definitely wuz da roodest thing we has heard. Somebody shoulda watched Bambi more.
Anyways, momma has been in a bad mood all day cuz of it, but we did have some tasty Mardi Gras noms (well, mostly for da peeps, but I snoopervised da cookin).
Crawfish eh-too-fay and garlic bread wuz for dinner.
Hurricanes to drink!
King Cake for dessert - dis year it turned out a lil messy, but it wuz yummy. I got to lick my momma's plate - yum!!!