Sunday Selfies

Bein cute makes up for bein naughty when it comes to Santa Paws, right??

Santa Paws Queshtuns

Me and Brinley has been thinkin (a dangerous pastime we knows) bout dis Santa Paws guy.  See, Finley has been tellin us all bout him.  Like dat he will bring us eggstra treats and toys if we let our older sister have all of our treats.  And dat we have to let her have whatefur toy she wants, even if we just picked it up to chew on.  And dat we have to let da oldest dog in da house sit in whatefur lap she wants to, even if we is already asleep.

And she told us dat none of dese Santa Paws rules apply once you are over 10.  Which, she conveniently is.

So, we is wonderin pals, is Finley tryin to pull one over on us???  Or duz Santa just really prefur older sisters??

Da Christmas Tree??

So remember a couple days ago when I barked bout how Finley said dere wuz gonna be a tree inside??

Well, she wuzn't kiddin - da mommas has been doin all kindsa crazy Christmas decorayshuns.  Includin setting up a big tree - it looks like a tree, but it don't smell like one.  Momma says is are Art Offishul.  I don't know who decides what art gets to be offishul and all dat, but somebody musta decided dat dis tree counted even though it don't gots no skwerrils in it.

Yeah, it don't make no sense to me.  Or dollars either.

Anyways, da mommas has been goin all crazy wif deck-a-moratin everything - dere's rainbow lights everywheres!  And Santas, and snow doods, and reindeers, and penguins.  Even our toys has been swapped out for Christmas ones - and I got to in-hair-it a whole basketful of those.

Anyways, dis are da tree I told ya bout.  It took days for em to do!

At least it are a better use of time dan bathin us.  Yeah, we got gaffs yesterday which wuz NO fun.  Momma should spend more time deck-a-moratin and less time in da tub.

I even has my own ornament!  Brinley has one just like it - well, it has her pickshure in it instead of mine, but ya get da idea.

Some pals sent my momma Whitley ornaments earlier dis year - here are pics of em.

Ain't dat pawsome?

And of course we got to pose in front of da tree!

Finley warned us Santa hats and antlers wuz comin.  What da woof??  Maybe my momma has been watchin dat Grinch movie too much and wants to make herself a reindeer.

I don't know bout dat.

Maybe if we just look cute she'll forget bout it.

I also wanted to bark a thank you to my pal Bailey - I won dese salmon treats in a giveaway and dey are yummy!

Maybe I'll even endure antlers for em.

Wordless Wednesday

Sunday Selfie

Hi y'all!  Da mommas has been crazy bizzee decoramaratin for somefin called Christmouse - all I know is dat it involves a million bajillion lights and Santas and snowmens and all kindsa stuff.

Finley told us dere are gonna be a tree inside.  What da woof??

She also said dere wuz gonna be presents for us to open - I can't wait for dat!

And supposedly dere is gonna be some tasty noms too.

Momma says she found Whitley's Christmas t-shirts today and dat I gets to in-hair-it dem!  Her dresses are still too big for me, but momma may sew some eggstra velcro on dem to make dem fit.

I still wanna know bout dese presents . . . 

I wuz so sad to hear bout my kitty pal Fiona going to da Rainbow Bridge.  Ya knows I luv ya gray kitteh girls, well, I would if only Angie would gimme a chance I would LUV her, but she runs away from me.  Momma says I's a bit much for her and Angie are kinda skittish anyways.  But whatefurs, dis weeks selfies are for you Fiona.  We's gonna miss ya.

Come Fly Wif Me Sammy

Today all of Blogville are sell-a-bratin da life of Sammy da orange bacon-levin pussycat.  Hmm, orange, bacon-luvin pussycats - dat reminds me of a couple of dudes I lives wif.  

  

Anyways, Sammy wuz a pawsome kitty cat and I tried to figger out a good place to take him.  Finley and Brinley already got da Texas hill country covered and my kitty pals took care of San Antonio.  I's just seven months old and I hasn't been a whole lotta places yet.

So I thought I would just show off my hometown.

Yeah, I are talkin bout Dallas!  Da Big D!

My momma says dat her prom wuz ackshually held at Southfork Ranch.  But dat wuz before my time, BOL BOL!

Since Dallas has got da most shoppin space per capita, I figgered we can heads to da downtown Neiman Marcus.  I are pretty shure dey carries imported designer catnip or somefins.

Or maybe some bacon-wrapped quail, BOL BOL!  

Once we's done eatin da bacon, we can head over to Arlington to watch some pigskin - I's talkin bout dem 11-1 Cowboys!!

And since we is pretty much halfway there anyways, I figgered next up we could head on over to Cowtown.

We can watch da cattle drive.  Or as I refers to it, dinner on da hoof!

We can end da nite at Billy Bob's - da world's largest honky tonk!  

We can eat some tasty Texas BBQ and drink some Shiner beer while we listen to da music.

And dance of course!  I is always dancin wif da orange kitties round here, even if dere dancin sometimes involves claws, and hissin, BOL BOL!

Hope ya enjoyed your trip to da Metroplex Sammy.  We's all gonna miss ya tons.