This has been a week or two of holiday excess ~ well, it could have been except my p.a.(personal assistant) thinks I need to cut back on everything yummy. Sigh, all those treats just calling my name. Grrr.
It will be nice to get back to my diva meet and greet next week (my p.a. calls it a doggy daycare http://www.smallpaws.ca/ ). Some days I like to play shy (being mobbed by my fans can be a little overwhelming) and sit above the rabble just observing. Other days I mingle with my fans, allowing them to hang out with me. The walks were great until my p.a. found out I was being carried during my foray outdoors... apparently 'a walk' means I have to walk on my own 4 legs. Grrr. Is that anyway to treat a diva?
Meeka (da ‘chi’) is the brains behind the operation, obviously, and Lexie, Meeka's sister, (another chihuaha btw) is her assistant. Meeka can hold her own but at 5 lbs soaking wet she definately needs a bouncer or two to keep those Boston Terrors in line.(I know what I am talking about, my sister Beezuzu is a BT).
Their entourage greet the guests, keep the peace and also take fabulous pictures of us all, then posts them on their website dogblog. I’m ready for my close up Mr. DeMille!
RUBY
P.S. I got a sweater with a monkey on it for Christmas ~ Beezuzu
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