Mom was at Petsmart and saw these Marfa Stewart beds and decided she was tired of me laying on top of the back of the sofa and squishing it into a swaybacked mess, so she got me one.
She knew I would look dashing and oh-so suave in Marfa Stewart Blue. She was right.
Since it's been about 800 degrees here lately, I've been spending a lot of time playing inside and hanging out on my new Marfa bed.
As you can see in these pictures, mom had to put loud crinkly paper on top of the sofa to keep me off. Dis is because even tho I like my new Marfa bed, I prefer to lie on top of the sofa and squish it, BOL!
Mom got me dis Star Bite thingy:
It was pretty good. I carried it around fur a long time before I ate it.
Mom and I have been furry upset about sad things going on - the deaths of Bear Bear and my good friend Dr. Dre, the TX greyhounds, and close to home, the loss of a friends husband. We found dis on Puddle's site and I'm keeping my paws crossed and thinking pawsitively about a world of love. We know the good things far outweigh the bad, but sometimes it's easy to forget...
PS. Mom is furry busy wiff work right now, so we may not be blogging much, but she says she will try to let me post at least once a week. I miss my furiends!!! :-(