If you're a human, you have far less attractive solutions:
Seriously, a jacket? Can't a Wiener Dog at least have his dignity?
At least Sage still respects me...or is that pity in her eye?
You already know what I'm thinking: if you stuck me in this jacket, you had better fear the Wiener Dog.
For now,
Peace. Out.
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My Aunt DeeDee is so kind as to type for me. I just had my nails done and am unable to use the lap top at this time. What am I doing you ask? Let's just say I've experienced a 2 year olds Cinderella crown, an old lady's glasses, ate my weight in cookie crumbs and have, as of yet, been unable to hide. I'm exhausted, I tell you...being the faithful caretaker of small children is a nobel profession for a fur ball, but a little man needs a rest. I must say, I'm still hanging on with the anticipation of candy corn and a treasure trove of candies on the floor. Nothing like a good October party....yeah. I'm a quiver with excitement.
Oh, by the way little weiner, nice jacket! Do you go out like that. Come to my house and we'll talk.
Moses here,
Hey there you little wienie! How ya doin' in this wonderful weather? I, myself, have recently returned from the edge of insanity. My humans took me to a groomer. Ashley's Pet Spa. Spa? Are you kidding me? I'd rather be dragged through a knot hole backwards! Spa my paw!!! I walk in perfectly respectable covered in grass clippings, sticks and twigs in my fur and now this. I was shaved to within an inch of my life.
Have you got any idea what they have there? Let's just say, if you looked in the mirror, then went cross-eyed, you would know what I see....YES!!! TWO Weiners! Kinda gives me a little lump in my throat! Makes me wish we could be together again....oh, wait....we've never met. I have to stop watching those lifetime movies....ding.
Well, anyway...let's just say, my fur is gone and I'm embracing my poodle side. Molly, on the other hand, looks like a shaved sausage....oh...did I say something wrong? Did that hurt your feelings? Sorry, no bun intended....I mean PUN.. no PUN intended. Well, I better go to bed and get off Aunt DeeDee's computer before I get my biljacks taken away for a week again!
Time to wake up and smell the blogger...(ROBB!)
Coffee on...computer on...YOU FIGURE OUT THE REST!
Awrff for now my little Schnitzel.
Uncle Moses
Molly here....
what am I thankful for....ummm..NAPS!!! I got left home all day while my humans went to work and Turkey dinner, I had a nap on the couch, checked the blog, nothing, nap in my bed, checked the blog, nap on the good dining room rug, checked the blog...is anyone seeing a pattern? (Robb) Hmm...maybe a turkey induced coma is involved. I suspect that is the case. Well, anyway, my little weiner friend, bite your master in the ankle bone and let's get ta' bloggin' ! And, about the jacket....nice look for ya there sport.
LET THE BLOGGING BEGIN!!!
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