Troppo Cool per le parole. That's me - Cool Coty, too cool for words ! Sometimes a picture IS worth a thousand words. The chicks dig me. Except for our new kitten Margherita, she is
nell' amore, in luv with Susie. I am jealous, I'm the handsome Dood in this joint. Margherita slinks in and out between Susie's legs, rubs under her chin, and takes a flying leap on her neck when Susie leaves the room. My bi-ped says "Not to worry, it's a kitty with raging hormones thing and it will be fixed in due time". I don't get it, but I'm a greyhound...
We went to pet therapy last Sunday, but it's still scary for me. Miss Luna Petunia and Jessie were the Belles of the Ball. Ciao, ciao.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Too Cool For Words
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I don't see how you could be cool Coty in that getup. You must have been a hot dog.
It was 9 degrees out that morning. I'm a snappy dresser. My bi-ped entered this picture in the K9 Voyager contest.
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