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....
My modeling career
She's done it again! Twice in the past week, mommy's made me model a frilly little hoodie for her website! I do look cute, but good golly miss molly! I hope she starts making some more manly things, like that camo hoodie she had a while back. Now that was a great little hoodie. And I looked so ferocious in it! Don't laugh too hard at this picture. :(
That hoodie looks wonderfully warm and soft. I think you look great.
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