I'll bet all you pups out there who still remember The Papillon Pack are wondering what we've been up to since the end of summer. Sometimes you have to get right up in your Mom's face and make her feel guilty, drag her to the computer by her funny looking paws and barktate in staccato until the job gets done.
Napping up here in the balmy Pacific Northwest this winter has been almost like a continual spring season for us, only with that warm thing in the sky we usually don't see from October until the end of May. The SUNHINE. BOL. We have flowers blooming that shouldn't be for a full month yet and Mom is worried that we'll see our typical spring weather and then all the flowers will suffer. Those of you pups that are out there in the negative degrees, under mountains of snow and looking at the same with no end in sight, we really do worry about you all. Stay warm, safe and well.
The Papillon Pack all had their woofdays last week, but Mom wasn't even here to celebrate with us. She was "out of the country" on "vacation". So we spent the week with our Uncle J. Want to know where she went? Take a look.
|Everything but the Leash part makes sense to us.|
|The famous Empress hotel. All the old beauties need a beauty regime at times.|
So to keep you up to date on things, remember when I looked like this? (Picture taken in summer a few many years ago).
Well look at me now!!
|I WILL KILL YOU!!!|
Does any pup out there know what to do with one of these? Mom says they bark just like us pups and have horrible fish breath, belch and think they are the life of the party.
|Scooter, what are you doing in here? Go back to your own blog!!|
Back to the actual original question. Bark or BARKBARKBARK?
Sniff at ya later. ~Misty, Queen of all I Survey~