Day 624: Fankful Friday

I am a lucky boy, and I know it!

For starters, my leg is almost completely well! Today was the first day I have been home alone (wif the Bleu) wifout cone on my head, and so I plan big surprise for the Mom... I was a GOOD BOY!!!

Earlier in week, the Mom order somefin what she do not need but just want real bad and it come today... she say she wish it say "Lucky Mom", on a counta she got the lovin of her "Ides of March" boy, the Luke!

Speakin of "Lucky Dog"... This has been a very fun and special week, on a counta the super sweet electronic mail correspondence I have been swappin wif the irresistable Miss Merdie! 

I've made no secret how I feel about my beaWOOtiful girls in Pawsylvania, those khute khousins... Miss Merdie and Miss Khyra!

These pretty girls some time leave me in a quandry... had I rather be a chair or a frow rug??? I fink a frow rug... on a counta I love me some chins!

Yes O Yes, I'm feelin like SUCH a lucky boy... because I'm closin in on a Big Ides of March Birfday Celebration!

And then also because...

This afternoon, the Mom fumbled the Bleu's phenobarbitol pill onto the floor. It bounced once, I recovered and swallowed it in one fell swoop.

The Mom called the Aunt Karen. The Mom called the vet. Noone seems very concerned... except the Mom.

She make me do jumping jacks for an hour and a half... and then she walk round and round the house in circles for nother hour, wif the Girl Scout cookies in her hand. Of course, I follow her... I not get drowsy ever when Girl Scout cookies involved!!! It 9pm now, and I am beggin the Mom...

I not drowsy... It just big bed time! 

Day 262: Aunt Karen Surprise Too!

Great thing bout the Aunt Karen is she not kind of aunt what just give clothes to the boy(s)... on a counta she got the Zeke and the Rizzo and she understand what make us boys not just jump for joy happy but also make us pose(!)... delicious treats, what on this special occasion are shamrock shape cookies!!!!!

And the Bleu, he off on side just tap tap tappin... but these cookies all mine! Shamrock! Birfday boy! Shared clothes can't spect me share cookies, too!

The Mom she say "no, one cookie Bleu's" and that not fair on a counta he not even at the table tusslin wif me over it... no, he instead over by the Mom wif the camera bumpin her elbow...

That how he roll.

Day 262: Aunt Karen Surprise One!

It no secret I love the Aunt Karen for more reasons than can count and now she send me (and ok, the Bleu) dapper shamrock clothing what I (ok, we) sport in this very GQ (Golden Quarterly) photo shoot!

If the Mom better photographer and the Bleu head not so tall, we need not sit for second photo! But all that bein the case, we most certainly do!

And big props to the me on a counta I don't ordinarily feel the photo op... but I love my shamrock bandana, on a counta I a dopt St Patrick Day as my Lucky Luke holiday.

You see, I born on Ides of March what mean people wrong who think it day of doom... on a counta boaf day of my remarkable birf and also it day of one of best thing ever happen to the Mom!

We handsome boys and I think you will agree, and we hope you will keep eye open for buddin future clothin (and greetin card) designer extra-ordinary-air... the Aunt Karen wif much help from the Zeke and the Rizzo! Just sayin!