My Sweet Life
Yes, life is sweet when you're a French Bulldog. I spend my days being pampered by two retired people, Jack and Donna, who think I'm just the best thing ever (next to velcro shoes and elastic waistbands, that is). My days are filled with romping in the yard, chasing insects, lazy naps under the patio table, and doggie treats given lovingly just because I'm so cute! What could be better?
Donna tries to teach me "obedience" and cute little tricks, then rewards me with delightful tidbits and treats. Don't tell her, but I believe she's the one being trained. We Frenchies have our ways--I do just enough to make her think she's making progress with me and get rewarded for my hard work. Then, sadly, by the next day I seem to forget what I learned, and poor Donna has to work oh-so-diligently with me again, rewarding me with more luscious morsels. Ah, well, it's fun while it lasts, but I think she's going to catch on soon....
The Reds are Champs!
Wow-my heroes are the NL Central Division Champs! Way to go, Reds! I'm sad that we lost to Philly last night, but we'll show 'em on Friday! Last night was just a diversion to get their confidence up, then we'll deflate those pathetic egos when we WIN on Friday! Yay! I love the warm weather we're having, but I hope it doesn't get too hot to wear my new Reds jacket!
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