Well, all dat Christmassy stuff sure wuz fun, but today it are Dory's birthday and I are headin over to her big birthday bash.
I wuz gonna be flyin solo, cuz I usually prefur havin at least 5 male admirers adorin me, but den Ruby fixed me up wif a pawsome date. I are highly recommendin her yente services, she got me and Finley both pawsome dates. Not so tall, dark, and handsome, what more could a girl want?
Yeah, dat are right, my date are dat fearsome Dingo hunter, Sully. I wonder how Ruby knew I had a thing for scotties, my firstest ever crush wuz dat cute Barney Bush - momma and I used to watch his Christmas videos (y'all remember those, don't ya?) Anyways, like me, Sully are a Texan, and Texans know how to treat ladies, so I knew we wuz gonna have a pawsome time.
Sully came down da highway to pick me up and I invited him in for some cookies, nog, and toy shakin. Den we wuz on our way to California for Dory's pawty!
Once we got there, we wuz pretty busy
But we did. So ingore any skurrilus roomors bout us bein busy canoodlin, dat Finley are just startin goosip tryin to Sully my reputashun. BOL!
Den me and Sully showed off our dance moves, I showed him how to do my signachure Westie Party move - ya rolls on your back and shake it till ya break it. Him are a natural! We also did some Texas two-steppin, I mean, what would ya eggspect a couple Texas pups to do?
Fanks Dory for hostin a pawsome pawty for all of us in Blogville! Happy birthday!
