Louis called, and he's irritable. Says he's not getting enough press time on the blog. Seriously?
He's at the groomer today. He does tend to get a bit uppity when he's there. You should see him when I pick him up! Prancing around like a little gentleman, and nodding at passers by. He knows he looks good. Really, he does. I've raised quite the quirky little pup. I was watching Toddlers & Tiaras the other day, and I'm not kidding when I say he plopped right down and became engrossed in the show :-o He should have been a show dog. Oh well.
So, I'm going to commence with Westie Wednesday. This will be my version of Wordless Wednesday. Because really, by now you are all pretty clear on the fact that "wordless" doesn't really work for me :)
(Louis running to the furthest corner of the patio in response to my command "Louis, come here please.")
(Louis rocking his bandanna from Julep & Derby! Louis must have felt that he was looking quite debonair, as he kept sticking his nose up at us. So...in revolt we began calling him Pierre. He was not pleased, hence the rear end shot.)
(Louis picked out these note cards. They remind him of he and his toy lion. Well, he dismembered his toy lion, but the memory is still there. I think I'm going to purchase them for Christmas.)
I like seersucker. I like boys with manners. Boys with manners, who are honest and kind. I like westie pups. I like pretty frocks and fancy purses. TEN is the one who makes me smile, and together we stumble through life trying to enjoy all it has to offer :)